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Chapter 61

Auteur: Ember
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-05 12:55:50

CLAYTON'S P.O.V

How many times could I take it?

This was the fourth in under forty-eight hours, the fourth time Yvonne had pulled away, drawn a line between us, yet another time she reminds me that there were limits to...us.

The fourth time she had asked me, carefully, cautiously, not to cross the line more than we already have.

To be hidden. To be less. To want less

The cold air conditioning couldn't quell the rising flames inside of me as I waited outside Room 312. I stared at the closed d
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