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Chapter 6

Author: Cataract
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-11 05:32:28

Scarlett’s POV

The walk back to my apartment felt like a journey through a frozen wasteland. Every step I took seemed to echo the hollow thud of my heart against my ribs. The town square, usually just a bustling hub of supernatural and human activity, now felt like a stage where I had been publicly stripped and humiliated. I could still feel the phantom weight of Arlo’s gaze, as if he were looking at a piece of spoiled meat.

When I finally reached the door of my building, the smell of damp conc
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