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Chapter 78: Skeletons In The Closet
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Trigger warning: there's a mention of an anxiety attack in this chapter.
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What if this was all a façade and he was a bait? What if he was still working with those mafias and he was ordered to capture me again? What if this was his redemption pledge to the people he was working with? Could I trust him?
This was the reason why I was afraid to trust anyone; people were coming after me. I knew it seemed
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