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مؤلف: Solyn Aure
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-06-15 02:00:24
SIX YEARS AGO

FLASH BACK

Aria hated this place but she had come anyway. For Jamie.

The pulsing bass, the thick smell of alcohol and sweat, the way some men stared like she was something to devour.

Jamie had been distant for days now. His modeling gigs kept pulling him away, and she hadn’t seen him properly in nearly a week.

Their four to five times daily communication has also reduced significantly to barely twice in a week. She tried his number again. Straight to voicemail. As usual

Solyn Aure

...And this is a glimpse into Aria's and Noah's past relationship. Hello, Aures. How y'all doing? I hope it has shed more light to the book though many are still left to be uncovered don't you think? I will love to hear your thought, your view about any characters, we have a lot of them already. I will also try as much as I can, to respond to your comments. See you in the next chapter. Stay golden, Solyn💕

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