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165. Waiting – Part 1
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~ NATALIE ~
It had been a relief at first to hear the door close behind him, to know I was finally alone and didn’t have to hold myself ready for his appearance. I’d spent the entire morning trying to act normal, but fleeing his presence whenever it appeared.
Exhausted, after a night staring at the ceiling and hating life, I fell into bed and slept at last.
But when I woke three or four hours later and the house was still empty, a tick of apprehension started in my chest.
Where was he? What was he doing? Had he disturbed Rig and Cara?
Fuck, was he telling them what I’d said?
Cara wouldn’t like that.
I
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