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Chapter 96: Third Floor (Ashley POV)
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2026-03-22 13:00:35I'm carrying laundry when I hear it.
That's the mundane reality of the moment that changes everything: I'm in the second floor corridor with a basket of clean clothes that I picked up from the communal laundry room and I'm thinking about nothing more significant than whether Ryan has taken his shirts again when the voices from the alcove around the corner stop me.
Not because they're loud. Because they're not.
Two wolves in the specific register of people wh
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