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Chapter 24 - Replay

Penulis: Steph Starry
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-03 23:08:12
꧁ Marisella ꧂

The car is in motion before I can collect myself.

Alexei drives like a devil, speeding so fast the scenery blurs past.

“Please tell me you’re joking.” My voice is small.

“What did you see? Did you notice anything else?”

“No. I… I slept off right after, and this morning I left in a hurry. I was so sure it was you.”

“Even if it was, you had no business leaving your door open.”

His tone makes me shiver.

Why would he say that? I’m not in any danger from him… then it dawns.

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