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Squirm in Control

Author: Garnet
last update publish date: 2026-07-02 07:41:40
Rose

After my call with Lawrence, I spent the rest of the night trying to find the mistake until exhaustion finally won.

The next morning, I got a call from Fray.

I was already preparing to leave to go sort some things out. The same ritual I as I always do for over a decade now. The same ritual that had never felt like anything other than control.

His name kept popping up on my screen. I ignored it at first but got fed up when it wouldn't stop ringing. I picked the phone up and answered.

"Rose.
Garnet

Hello everyone, thank you so much for the support! ❤️ I hope you are enjoying the story. I'll try as much as possible to update more frequently. Xoxo, Garnet. ❤️

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