72-One More Night Of Torture.

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Genevieve: After that incident, I made a passing remark and continued walking, heading back home with them trailing close behind me. Throughout the journey, I overheard them bickering amongst themselves about various topics. Once I reached home, I was surprised to find the living room filled with ropes and chains. “I am sorry, maybe we are at the wrong house,” Caspian tried to lighten the mood with a joke, but it fell flat, met with silence instead of laughter. "What’s going on here?" I asked Wolvin, who lifted his head but quickly looked away, seemingly avoiding eye contact. "Go change first. I can almost see your body," Wolvin commented, causing me to tightly shut my eyes in embarrassment. I scolded myself for feeling so foolish. "Dude, you’re not supposed to make greatness sway,"

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