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Whisper Of The the Pines

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2025-07-20 23:01:23

Zenith's POV

The morning light spills through the tall windows in soft slants, brushing across the wooden floor with a golden warmth that feels nothing short of sacred. I blink against the glow and stretch beneath the thick, fluffy covers. For a moment, I forget where I am.

Then I hear it, the wind whispering through the pines. That familiar scent of mountain air, clean and piney, drifts through the cracked window. I sit up slowly, remembering. Nevada. The villa. Alejandro. A smile tugs at my l
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