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Seven Days

Penulis: Sophie Lane
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-26 05:31:10

The next morning, Lela woke with a strange sense of urgency. Seven days. She kept repeating the number in her head as she lay beside Jack, watching him sleep. Seven days until he had to leave again. Seven mornings. Seven nights. Seven chances to make memories that would have to carry them through however long the next separation lasted. She hated thinking that way, because it made every ordinary moment feel like a countdown, but she couldn't stop herself. Jack had one arm resting across her wai
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