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92. Testing The Water

Author: Zaia Black
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-24 20:11:36

HARPER:

The drive back to Liam's mansion was quiet. Not the uncomfortable kind of quiet, but the kind that settles between two people who have been through something significant together. The kind that doesn't need words.

I stared out the window, watching the city blur past. My heart was still pounding from the confrontation, my hands still trembling. But beneath the fear and the anger, there was something else. Something lighter.

Hope.

Liam pulled into the driveway, and we sat there for a mome
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