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.CHAPTER 7.
Dinner tomorrow. 9PM.
Xaver KirkgardeTHE CARD READ.
Chocolate brown stared at the bold dark cursive writing on the thick white paper and lips parted as hot liquid slipped in, scalding flesh. Sreya ignored the sting. Her eyes still on the card she'd found on her doorstep last night after she'd come back from work.
'Tomorrow' was today and it was 8PM. Presently, Sreya certainly did not possess the stance of someone going anywhere anytime soon. Seated in the kitchen, her arms were propped up on the kitchen counter by her elbows, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. Her waist-length sleek raven hair was damp with water, giving her the dazed effect of a wet female deity.
A black robe enclosed her slender frame, the faint outline of her curves visible beneath the dark fabric. The house was eerie quiet, the tick tock of her w
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