Chapter 27 Ashval's Jealousy
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- I walked into the dimly lit bathroom, the air cool and stale. My fingertips brushed against the faucet, and as soon as I turned the knob, water gushed out violently, echoing through the silence like a call.
- I stood, expecting the familiar tingle –Ashval easing out of my chest like soulbond fire. But he didn’t come.