Previous chapter:
Chapter 152: A Door That Shouldn’t Be Open
Next chapter:
Chapter 154: Aunt Nina and Her Demands
PREVIEW
... . With zero energy left, he was basically a buffet for the dark voice lurking in his head.
Little by little, he could feel himself slipping away, morphing into this snarky, shadowy voice. It wasn’t just in his head—he was becoming that voice.
He grew restless, unable to sleep, irritated by the smallest things. The echo of his own footsteps annoyed him. The faint draft slipping through the cracks in the window and door enraged him. Even his own inability to find peace fueled his g ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE