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CHAPTER 183

Author: Swiwi
last update publish date: 2026-04-20 16:51:34
It was cold on Wednesday morning.

I was at Grayson’s apartment by seven. He was already dressed, sitting at his kitchen counter with untouched coffee, staring at nothing particularly.

“You didn’t sleep?” I asked.

“Some,” he said.

“Grayson.”

“I slept enough,” he said. He looked up at me. “I’m fine.”

“You’re scared,” I said.

He looked at me for a moment. Then, “Yes.”

“Good,” I said. “Means you’re taking it seriously.”

He almost smiled. “You’re very direct in the mornings.”

“I’m always di
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