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... dnight.
The sky hung with a waning moon, and the wind outside the window rustled the dry branches, carrying with it a thousand emotions, surging like sea waves, seemingly ready to engulf everything.
Durrell Landon stood at the window, arms crossed, the soft moonlight unable to dispel the harshness on his face.
Evelyn Windsor was quite surprised; she hadn’t expected Durrell to proactively invite her.
She carefully dressed up before going to the appointment.
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