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Chapter 3: Memory Lane (Vol. 2)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56William plopped some files in front of me, as I stared at it while unwrapping the white cloth that was cloaking my hands. Tossing it on the ground, I reached for the file and flipped it open.
We were sitting in front of the gym's huge table, and William was seated on the other side. He was watching me read the texts on the paper, elbows placed on the table and his hands were clasped together.
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