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42: Unholy Anger (1)

Penulis: Ena Starr
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-16 12:12:05

Krista

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She glanced toward the door, then back at me, her expression uncertain. For a moment, it looked as though she might refuse to answer. Then, in a low voice, she said, “If I tell you what happened… you can’t repeat that it came from me. Please.”

I pushed myself to my feet immediately, the bed forgotten. “I won’t,” I said. “I promise. Just tell me, is she okay?”

Bea nodded quickly. “She’s okay,” she said. “It’s not that, she’s not hurt now.”

The qualifier did not reassure me. “It’s just…”
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