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8•|𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐋

The phone buzzed sharply, slicing through the stillness like a knife. In the quiet of the night, Suhana flinched slightly, her brows knitting together. She glanced at the screen, confused, the glow of the phone reflecting off her puzzled face.

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Amnesia_Wryts

⋆.𐙚 ̊𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐜𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 •𖹭°|ᴀ ᴡᴀᴛᴛʏ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ•ᝰ.|