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CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE

작가: Kingsley Barrah
last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-01-01 03:23:45

Chapter 75

The Light We Became Home

Talia

The manor had become the place where love learned to be home.

The structure itself was a living invitation—stone walls that welcomed every traveler with the memory of safety, wooden beams that carried the echo of lullabies sung to frightened children, crystal panes that refracted sunlight into colors that felt like forgiveness. The great oak stood as the world's quiet doorway, its trunk a threshold where souls paused before stepping into themselves, its branches a roof that sheltered without confining.

The white flowers had become the world's gentle doorway.

They opened in every corner where someone decided to stay, their petals the soft permission to rest, their fragrance the subtle reminder that arrival is possible.

I was the permission.

Rex was the arrival.

We were the reason every doorway felt like beginning again.

The people had learned to live as love in arrival.

They loved by arriving.

Every day.

In every way.

Love was not a destinati
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  • Alpha's Cursed Bride   CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE

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