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Chapter 344: The Part That Was His
Author: Pen Ninja
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Gray woke up lighter than he had the night before.

The photo was sent. The account was deleted. The decision was out of his hands now, and the weight of holding it had gone with it. He lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, then swung his legs off the bed and stood.

The condo was quiet. Lily and Eli were still asleep, worn out from the mall. He had maybe an hour, possibly two, before the noise started. He decided to use it.

The kitchen was cool and dim. He opened the pantry and stopped
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