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Chapter 28- Stop staring at me
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Aurora shifted slightly, her body aching in ways she had never known before. A dull throb pulsed through her limbs, each movement a reminder of the night before. But the unbearable soreness between her legs made her wince. It felt as if she had been shattered, torn apart by the man who had taken everything from her.Grayson. His name echoed in her mind, bringing back flashes of heat, pain, and something she didn't dare to think. Her fingers brushed against the sheets, their warmth long faded. She turned her head and finally noticed it.The space beside her was empty.Her heart gave a slow, heavy thud.He was gone.Aurora stared at the vacant spot where he had been, where his body had pressed against hers. He had burned through her like fire, fierce and consuming. Now he was gone simply, leaving nothing behind but silence. The sheets were cold. No lingering warmth. No sign that he had ever been there.Her chest tightened and a dull ache settling deep inside her.So that was it.Afte
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