The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

Elias’s fingers were stained green to the knuckles, the residue of crushed jasmine clinging to the cuticles as he pressed the petals into the chipped porcelain cup. The water was boiling, a violent white steam that fogged the windowpane of the small kitchen, blurring the view of the muddy road outside. He needed the tea now, not for the taste, but for the promise attached to it, the whisper...

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