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Chapter 113

作者: Generis
last update 公開日: 2026-05-15 22:39:29

“Dinner. Tomorrow night. Just you…”

“You work too hard, you know that, right?”

Solène scoffed softly, forcing down the smile threatening to pull at her lips as she tried to focus on the laptop balanced on her thighs.

After realizing Ronan had tricked her into agreeing to dinner, she’d told herself she’d only accepted because she was tired.

Tired of the tension, tired of pretending things were normal when every room in the house felt stretched thin with things left unsaid.

And honestly? She wa
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