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Chapter 61

Author: Marblewrites
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 20:34:30

Ruby's POV

I could not sleep properly. I kept waking up and then lying there staring at nothing and then almost falling asleep and then waking up again. By five in the morning I gave up and just got out of bed.

I sat on the edge of the mattress for a while doing nothing. Then I got up, brushed my teeth, put on my gym clothes and decided to just go. The gym was quiet that early. That was the thing I liked about going before the rest of the world was awake.

There was nobody to look at me. Nobod
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