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Chapter Five

Author: Ebun Orange
last update publish date: 2026-04-20 04:12:57

CHAPTER 5

The mansion didn’t sleep. Instead, it sighed and groaned and shifted like something that was alive.

By the time dawn broke, the rain had lessened to a thin drizzle tapping rhythmically on the windows.

I hadn’t slept much. Too many memories clung to the walls like ivy, too many thoughts were pacing behind my eyes.

I rose quietly, slipping from the bed, and wrapping the robe tighter around me.

I told myself I was just going to find water.

But I didn’t head straight for the kitchen.

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