Chapter Forty-One: The Aftermath

Chapter Forty-One: The Aftermath

ANNA SERRANO

Tension crackled in the room like static. Even with the air conditioner blasting at full power, the air felt thick, dense with anxiety and heat. My palms were clammy. I sat on the couch, thighs pressed together, fingers tangled nervously in my lap. Bes...

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