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Chapter 147 - Wash The Shame Away

작가: Kristy Pearson
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-02-05 07:17:24

(Adelaide & Caelum)

Her breath started to hitch. She forced it to steady, tried to slow down. It didn’t work.

Her lungs felt too small. The steam made every inhale thick and heavy, as if she were drinking air instead of breathing it.

The heat of the pool pressed in, amplifying everything. The quiet made her thoughts louder. Steam trapped the sound of her breathing, made it feel too close, too present. Every exhale felt like a confession with no priest to catch it.

Somewhere in the chamber,
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