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Chapter Thirty-Seven

Penulis: Jessicarachel
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-10 12:38:45

Elara

I woke up to someone yanking my blanket off with unnecessary force.

“Elara!” Denise shouted dramatically. “Wake up before I pour water on you.”

I groaned and buried my face deeper into the pillow. “If you value your life, you’ll put that blanket back.”

Instead, the mattress dipped as she climbed onto the bed beside me. A second later, cold fingers grabbed my cheeks and squeezed them together.

“Ow!”

“You came back from a luxurious trip and thought you’d sleep peacefully without giving me d
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