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Chapter Seventeen: The Morning He Runs

مؤلف: E.J
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-07 00:12:06

MIRA POV

At five in the morning my apartment had that particular kind of quiet that was different from nighttime quiet. Flatter. The street outside had gone to its minimum, one car every few minutes, no voices, just the low hum of a city that had not quite started yet. I had been lying in the dark for two hours watching the ceiling and I was done with it.

I got dressed in the dark. Layers, because it was early and cold and the river path had no shelter and I knew the cold would help in a way th
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