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Chapter 35: Dark Corridor

작가: E.J
last update 게시일: 2026-03-16 18:02:10

MIRA POV

“Service exit” I said. “Now.”

I didn’t wait for her answer. I moved. Back through my apartment fast, grabbing my bag off the table in one motion because the bag had my phone and my keys and those were the two things that mattered and everything else could stay. The service exit was at the far end of the corridor, past the bins and the building manager’s storage room, a door that most people in the building had never used and I knew exactly where it was because I had been a person who l
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