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Chapter 167 by Fr0sty Fr0sty

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E: Brutal.

E: You're sister nearly killed me today.

A: Hm.

Ethan watches the dots, proof Ashley is thinking about what exactly to say.

A: Well if you were actually dead, then you'd have an excuse as to why you don't reach out.

E: Sorry about that. Been really busy.

A: But not too busy for Charlie?

Ethan takes a deep breath, feeling a noose close to his neck.

E: Well, she just kinda shows up at my door and demands my time.

A: Aha, so is that what I have to do?

E: Wouldn't hurt to try.

Ethan stares at his phone, waiting for a reply. After a few minutes, he suspects she might be busy, but as they pile up more and more he starts to think he might have misplayed things.

Then he hears the doorbell.

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