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CHAPTER 50: A Different Girl

Autor: Lady Sheldon
last update Data de publicação: 2025-12-28 22:14:21

I slipped into the guest bathroom and locked the door behind me, leaning against it for a long moment like the wood could hold the world out.

My skin still felt too tight, too hot, and prickly like the confrontation with Noah had left a layer of static under it.

I turned on the shower as hot as I could stand it, letting the room fill with steam until the mirror fogged completely. Only then did I strip off my clothes, dropping them in a careless pile on the marble floor.

The air was thick and
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