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A sanctuary. Not because he liked the lessons. He didn’t even attend most of them.
But because here, in the middle of the noise, he had time to think.
Time to breathe. Time to plan.
It was ironic, how a place that once felt suffocating was now the only place where his head felt clear.
I misjudged Steven, Max thought, absentmindedly spinning his pen between his fingers.
When I first met him, I thought he was easy to control. Thought his debts would ma ...
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