Celeste Freeman

  • 13. Loyalty

    13. Loyalty

    Most of it happened in the woods. Justin trudged through the dense underbrush, each step sinking into the damp earth. The air was thick with the musk of pine and rotting leaves, the setting sun casting long, haunting shadows. His pulse thundered in his ears, blending with the faint rustling of the forest and the

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