Chapter 58 58

Jaymin Snow 2.9k words

I walk to my own door and fumble with the key, my hands unsteady. The lock clicks open, and I push inside to find an empty room that feels like a tomb. Nothing but a bed, a chair, and four walls that seem to press in on me with their...

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