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Chapter 8: Breaking Point I

Penulis: Janice Mark
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-03 23:35:32

Aria’s POV

I sat on the edge of the guest room bed, with my hands folded neatly in my lap.

The suitcases Jason had carried back upstairs sat unopened at my feet like evidence of my failed escape.

Everything was perfectly still.

I was perfectly still.

And then I started laughing.

It was very quite at first—a small sound that could have been mistaken for a hiccup. Then louder. Harder. Until I was doubled over, clutching my stomach, laughing so hard no sound came out.

This was my life. This was w
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