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48: Stabbed

Author: nayaa
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-10-31 05:20:29
Kali's POV

The world came back to me in fragments, sound first.

A dull ringing hummed in my ears, sharp and endless, like the echo of something I couldn’t remember. My head throbbed, a deep, pulsing ache that felt like it was splitting me open.

I groaned, my throat dry.

When I tried to open my eyes, the light stabbed through my skull. I flinched, shutting them again, then forced them open in slivers until the blur around me began to shape into something familiar, my room. The curtains were d
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