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Waffles and Debts

Auteur: Sophs
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-18 05:26:02

Chapter 7: Waffles and Debts

Gwen

Okay Gwen, breathe. Just breathe.

That’s what I kept telling myself, curled up in that stupidly luxurious prison after he left. The door clicked shut, and the silence that followed was louder than any of the things I’d broken.

My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I could still see it—the way the serrated edge of the butter knife, which I’d sharpened against the damn floor for what felt like hours, had sliced right into his palm. I’d aimed for his throat. I’d meant
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