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The room was quiet, save for the faint hum of the city outside and the steady rise and fall of Alexander’s chest beneath her cheek.
His arm was wrapped securely around her waist, possessive yet gentle, as though even in sleep he was afraid she might slip away.
She stared into the darkness, her thoughts anything but calm.
This time had been different. It was not rushed, neither was it clouded.
It was not a coincidence or circumstance. This time, had fully ...
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