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Chapter 4

Author: Elara Faye
When I got home, I searched every corner of my room. I found nothing.

Doubt crept back in.

There was no way I had been sharing a space with a corpse for six days and did not notice. Even if I somehow missed it, the smell alone should have been enough to wake me up.

[Alaric, are you messing with me? There's no corpse in my room. No smell either.] I typed, irritation slipping into my tone.

[Does your room sometimes have a strange fragrance?] he replied.

I frowned.

However, … he was right.

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