28. Bus Creampie I

꧁꧂Bus Creampie꧁꧂

Marcus’s POV

The bus was packed tighter than a can of sardines, the kind of rush-hour crush where everyone was glued together.

I stood near the back, one hand gripping the overhead rail, my body swaying with every jolt and turn.

The air smelled like sweat, cheap perfume, and exh...

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