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Chapter 76, The Ghoul's Gambit.
Author: Leena Mustafa
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Laith sat on his bed in the rehabilitation center, flipping through the pages of a book. His condition had stabilized, and the doctors were pleased with his progress. Across the room, a boy, just fourteen, fidgeted with the edge of his blanket. They had met a few days ago, two young souls bound by shared suffering. The boy had been forced into addiction by his own father, a man who cared more for his next high than his son’s future.

Laith glanced at him. "You okay?"

The boy shrugged. "Just thinking."

"About what?"

"Where I’ll go after this." His voice was quiet, brittle. "They’ll send me to a shelter if no one claims me."

Laith frowned. "You got any family?"

"My mother." The boy’s jaw tightened. "But my father never let me see her. I don’t even know where she is now."

A heavy silence settled between them. Then the boy sighed.

"You’re lucky, you know."

Laith raised an eyebrow. "How?"

"You’ve got your brother. Someone who actually cares." The boy’s voice cracked. "I
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