Chapter 91 I adore the texture of your mind, Millicent Stark.

CHAPTER 91

I adore the texture of your mind, Millicent Stark.

MILLY

My entire body has gone completely still.

I don’t remember how to breathe.

The air thins, and my lungs constrict. Every inhale feels laced by sharpness, and every slow exhale makes my chest ache as if it might burst.

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