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Chapter hundred-five

Auteur: Cynthia Chris
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-05 21:38:56

Bronwen.

Beep- beep- beep- BEEP-beep-beep.

I yawned and picked up my phone. Mom flashing on the screen.

I picked it up.

“Yes, Mom,” I said, my voice low and drowsy. The ringing tone had just woken me from my sleep.

“The apartment that you said she was staying in. Nobody is there!"

She uttered. I quickly sat upright in bed, my brow knitting in confusion. “What are you saying, mom?"

“The caretaker there said it's a guesthouse.”

My face paled at her words.

WTF!

" Hmm,” I immediately cle
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