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... she woke, her eyes were still foggy, and she felt slightly disoriented.
"Umm..."
Nia rubbed her eyes. Drowsily, she turned her head and saw Maxwell Peary sitting on a chair on the nearby balcony.
The moonlight was soft, and his eyes were closed.
She felt as if she could see every one of his eyelashes and feel every breath he took.
Peaceful! Utterly serene.
"Awake?"
Without her noticing, Maxwell had already come to her bedside. Seeing her e ...
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