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Chapter 65: The Countdown

Author: Nanu20
last update publish date: 2026-03-18 20:27:05

The next message didn’t come immediately.

That was the problem.

Oliver had expected it—another vibration, another line of text, something to react to. Something he could contain, even if just barely.

But instead—

nothing.

He stood there a second longer than necessary before locking his phone.

Caspian hadn’t moved.

That in itself felt deliberate.

Not hovering.

Not pressing.

Just… present.

Oliver slid the phone back into his pocket.

His hand didn’t come back out right away.

“You don’t have to sta
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