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Chapter Seventeen: Istanbul 2

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His eyes went cold in an instant. His usual frown deepened into something harder and colder, and I replayed my words in my head, trying to find what I had said wrong.

I could not find it.

He stood without a word, took something from the drawer that I did not get a good look at, and walked out of the room.

I had come to realise that whenever he wanted to hide his feelings, he would leave the room and leave me with the silence.

I let out a long sigh and slumped back onto the bed, staring at t
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The honeymoon phase begins

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