Abaddon’s Girl
By the time I sat on the bed, I was still trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
And then—
The door opened again.
But this time, he wasn’t alone.
A woman—elegant, late twenties, dressed in a maid’s uniform—pushed a cart into the room. My brows furrowed as I took in the array of food, drinks, snacks.
Abaddon barely acknowledged her as she set everything up, and just like that, she was gone.
The TV flickered on.
And suddenly—
*Friends.*
My lips parted, my mind struggling to catch up.
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