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... ndfather clock that stood in one corner of the room resonated. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
But Canillas, who stood still in the middle of the room of the disappeared woman, did not count how many seconds had passed, as if he let himself drown in the soundless abyss.
His head lowered. His eyes closed shut. His shaking hands were balled into fists.
As an indefinite time passed, the raging breath had finally calmed down, pacing at a steady pace, flowing with the ticking sound of the clo ...
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