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119 – TRAP
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2025-03-21 11:00:43POV: HENRY
James carried on, oblivious, focused on his next move in the game.
“Must be jammed,” he murmured, finally bothering to look at me with a slight frown.
My heart picked up speed. Something wasn’t right.
“What?” I asked, furrowing my brow. I forced the door again, trying to turn the knob once more. Nothing. “The door won’t open. It’s locked!” I rubbed my temples, taking a deep breath before grabbing James by the collar of his shirt. “Open the door, James!”
“Hey, relax. I had nothing to do with this.” He raised his hands in a defensive gesture, but the amused glint in his eyes only irritated me more.
“What the hell are you up to?” I tightened my grip on the fabric, my patience wearing thin fast. “You never apologize—not even when you're a complete asshole. You lured
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