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... lose to losing my sanity—that was me, your friendly neighborhood Caretaker, slowly unraveling like a cheap dollar store sweater.
The Shadow Queen had turned my life into a living game of Russian Roulette. Every time she smiled at me, my brain screamed:
Don't say the name. Don't you DARE say the name!
But that morning... I failed. Spectacularly.
She stood in the kitchen again, perched gracefully on the countertop as if gravity was just a mild sugge ...
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