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Chapter 65: Don’t Stain Our White

Author: Michelle
last update publish date: 2026-08-11 01:28:04

Ava’s POV

Five days later, we were back in the city. Our honeymoon had started terribly, but somehow, the remaining days had turned into something I never expected, dreamy.

We had sped across the water on a speedboat, the wind whipping my hair across my face as I screamed and laughed at the same time. We rode horses through the community, watched the stars until my neck ached from looking up, and stood together beneath a sunset that painted the sky in shades of orange and pink. We played games.
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