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Chapter 23 — Morning Laps

Penulis: Sapphire
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-18 00:40:36

My eyes flickered open, blinking against the soft, cool light filtering through the sheer curtains of my east wing bedroom.

I sat up abruptly, pressing a hand against my forehead as a wave of utter confusion washed over me. The last thing I remembered was sitting in the corner of the plush sofa during the late-night gaming session, watching Julian and Damien argue over a match while the heavy exhaustion of the past few days wrapped around me like a warm blanket. After that, my memory was an abs
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