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Chapter 45

Author: Ihuu.
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-23 09:32:42

The morning didn't come as crashing as it usually did, instead it crept in slowly. It was like whoever was up there has seen how rough the previous week had been and decided to give Aria a chance to breathe.

Aria woke up slowly, one eye opening before the other, her mind already thinking of Mila even before her feet even touched the floor. When she walked out of her room, the apartment felt… still. Not empty, just quiet in the way it feels like she was the only one home.

She walked to the kitch
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