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Chapter 65

작가: Jayne
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-02-03 04:16:59

Serena’s POV

I woke before my alarm.

It wasn’t panic this time, It was a habit. My eyes opened and my body stayed still, listening to footsteps in the hallway. A door opening two rooms down, someone laughing briefly, then silence.

I waited another minute anyway, then sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. The room was dim, early light creeping in through the thin curtains. I washed my face in the sink, brushed my teeth, and tied my hair back without thinking about it.

I dressed
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