Chapter 195 one hundred and ninety five

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The cool night air kissed my face as I stepped out of Ardent Towers, the automatic doors sliding shut behind me with a hiss. My heels clicked sharply against the marble walkway, each step echoing off the polished stone. For the first time in hours, I let my shoulders drop,...

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