8 Results in the "Permission to Bleed" category
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I make it to my apartment without any further problems or running into anyone. A sigh of relief escapes me once I'm back on my own floor, back alone like I'm used to being. Putting away the food from Chaisee means seeing the single remaining pastry in the fridge from Yilmaz and I hiss as I close the door. There's no one here to hear it and still it's only a quiet noise. There's too many variables. Too many what ifs and maybes and three days is far too much time to waste. Three days could see him dead…
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