Chapter 218 two hundred and eighteen

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The door slammed shut behind Ethan, the sound exploding through my apartment like a gunshot. The walls felt like they vibrated from the impact, and I stood frozen, back pressed against the door, fists clenched so tightly my nails bit into my palms.

Then it all unraveled.

The food pack slipped from...

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