Why Fire Is Killing You

After the guy with the black suit letting her enter the room with the towering walls, she could only stare at him with all doubts from the motion of her jittery eyes—until his attendance slowly disappeared from the gap of the door.

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The Guy With The Fiery Eyes

Kotak kayu selebar bahuku tetap terduduk malas di bawah pelupuk mata. Kedua tanganku yang berkeringat saling bertolak-pinggang sementara napasku masih menderu sejak kepindahan kami dalam semalam.

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