บท 48: Chapter 48

Which was exactly why she ripped the good songs and put them on her laptop and phone.

But Yuuki didn’t need to know that. It would come across as obsessive. Weird. Like a silly virgin with a crush on her first love. Instead, “Yeah, I have a really good memory. Like, crazy good.”

“Sure it wasn’t my handsome charm?” A third laugh. “Just kidding. That’s really cool.”

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Dakota

No point in struggling, he thought. At least not for now. The dozens of bindings—along his arms, stomach, chest, and legs—held him firmly in the chair. Sharp metal wire cut into his skin where he wasn’t protected by cloth. Any sort of movement would just cause more pain.