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... sofa. Maybe it was because my voice was more solemn than usual, but the slaves with PTSD flinched.
“What did you do wrong?”
“...?”
“You’re screwed now. Lin doesn’t know about this.”
While Ashes just tilted her head in confusion, the slaves started slinking away, giving us space.
Before long, it was just me and Ashes left in the room. She looked at me nervously.
“I’m sorry...”
“I haven’t even said anything yet.”
Apologizing before e ...
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