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Chapter 77: The Question

Author: Cat Stories
last update publish date: 2026-03-26 19:47:30

The bag from the pharmacy is hidden in the bottom drawer of the nightstand, buried under a stack of socks.

Three boxes. Three verdicts.

I haven't taken them yet. I am waiting for the right moment. Or maybe I am just waiting for the courage.

It is 6:00 PM. The sun is setting, painting the alley outside my window in shades of bruised purple.

I am lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The nausea has receded slightly, leaving behind a hollow, gnawing hunger. I should eat. I have crackers. I hav
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