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    Chloe’s brows knit together. She knew full well that Morse wasn’t the type to get spooked by a few NPCs with scary faces. As she tried to figure out what was really going on, he spoke up. “Get off me. Let’s go find the others. I’ve got an important clue.” His tone was t.


    The mention of an important clue snapped Chloe’s focus back into ce. The moment her feet touched the floor, she quickly asked, “Seriously? Does that mean we can finally catch the culprit in the game?”


    Morse adjusted his gold-rimmed sses with a cool flick and replied, “Not yet, but I’ve got a lead. We need to see what the others have dug up.”


    “All right, let’s go,” Chloe said without hesitation.


    The two of them grabbed their shlights and set off to find the group. Once again, Chloe was swept up in the thrill of solving the mystery, brushing aside her earlier thoughts.


    Meanwhile, Morse stared at her silhouette under the dim light, a quiet resignation stirring inside him. It seemed she truly never harbored romantic feelings toward him. So be it. He would never reveal his hidden feelings for her. As long as she stayed happy, he’d takefort in watching her from afar.


    “Wow! We finally made it out!” Chloe shouted, practically bouncing with glee. Even though she’d been scared out of her mind during the clue hunt, the moment they caught the game’s culprit came with a rush of pride and satisfaction she couldn’t put into words.


    “Did you have fun?” Christina asked, shing her a smile.


    “Of course! But some parts were honestly terrifying,” Chloe replied, her heart still fluttering as she remembered the eerily lifelike horror scenes. Everything had felt so real, like they’d stepped straight into the haunted old mansion from the story.


    “Think you’ll y another horror-themed game like this again?” Christina teased, raising an eyebrow.


    “Absolutely!” Chloe lifted her chin with a spark of bravado. “I wasn’t scared! It’s just character building.” She suddenly giggled andtched onto Morse’s arm. “Next time, I still want to drag Morse along.”


    “I might not be free next time. Ask Ralphy to go with you,” Morse replied smoothly, pushing up his sses in thatposed, distant way of his. He was afraid his self-control might snap and he would cross the line.


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    “Chloe huffed and dropped his arm. “Ralphy’s probably even more jumpy than I am. What if he clings to me like a ko? I can’t be carrying him around!” She figured Ralphy would ditch her the second something scary popped up. For games with creepy vibes like this, Morse was definitely the safer bet.


    “Did you end up jumping on Morse in there?” Eloise asked, curiosity getting the better of her. But as soon as the question slipped out, she regretted it. Still, it was toote to take it back.


    Chloe’s cheeks instantly turned pink, and her ears went just as red.


    Morse didn’t fare much better—his eyes darted around like he couldn’t figure out where to look, and he gave a small, awkward cough.


    “I was just really scared, okay? I swear I’m not a wimp. I’ve gotten way braver,” Chloe stammered, trying to save face.


    “Yes, Chloe’s very brave. We all did great,” Christina chimed in quickly, changing the subject with ease. “So, what’s everyone in the mood for dinner?”


    The mention of food made Chloe’s eyes sparkle, and shepletely forgot the awkward moment from before. “I want barbecue!” she said, raising her hand enthusiastically, practically drooling already.


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