The Child Bride

TRISTAN WOLFE

The apartment was dark.

Too dark.

I shoved the door open, the familiar creak echoing into the silence, but every light was off. The hallway, the living room—the entire place was swallowed in shadows.

The usual faint hum of the television? Gone.

The soft rustle of Hazel pacing the l...

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