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Chapter 17

Author: Aisha Onekata
last update publish date: 2026-03-09 20:28:06

~ NATHAN ~

When my eyes opened the next morning, she was still asleep, curled up against me with her arm draped over my waist. Her cheek rested on my chest like that was where it had always belonged.

For a moment, I didn’t move. I lay there, savoring the sweet warmth of her body as she slept peacefully in my arms.

It was still dark outside. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated the room. Everywhere was quiet save for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall and the steady, soft rhythm
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