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... Sweat cooled on his neck.
Where am I?
The ceiling was wrong—too low, with a crack running from corner to corner.
This wasn’t his apartment. This wasn’t his bed.
"Demien!" A woman called from somewhere beyond the walls. A pan hissed. A kettle clicked off.
Who the hell was that?
He sat up. The mattress dipped beneath him. The walls pressed close like a box. Pale, weak light filtered through thin curtains.
A mirror leaned against a scuffed de ...
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