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CHAPTER 31

Author: H.G
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-05 01:33:58

Brooklyn.

“Mike, wait up!” I jog lightly down the hallway to meet him.

Mike grins, opening his arms so that I can go in. “I know you can never stay away for long.”

I roll my eyes and he chuckles. We begin to walk towards the elevator.

Hold up, there's an elevator in this pack?! Wow. And I've been going through stairs to get to where I want to?

When the elevator opens, Mike and I go in first, then James. Just a floor up, it parts open and two other ladies hop in it. I guess that's why I never knew of it, because of the pack members.

The ride to Mike's room is quiet, until James walks away. Then, I turn to Mike, smiling. “Tell me what I've missed.” I ask, flopping back on the soft mattress.

It's a simple room. White walls, white bedposts, and table and chair. Even the closet and bathroom doors are white. “This place needs re-modelling,” I comment.

Mike looks around, barely smiling. “I guess so.” He shrugs, pulling his bags towards the recliner and zip it open. Then he begins to file
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