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Victor’s POVI leaned forward, about to engage Aria in conversation, hoping to shift her attention away from Drew. But before I could say a word, Drew piped up, snapping his fingers like he'd just remembered something.“You look familiar,” he said to Aria, his brows furrowed in concentration. “I can
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Aria’s POVI couldn’t stop smiling. It felt like I was floating on air, watching everyone around the table enjoy the meal. Victor had actually survived our kitchen adventure, and not only that—he thrived. He didn’t complain once, which, to be honest, I half-expected from the old Victor. But this new
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Aria’s POVWhen it was finally time to sleep and my parents had already resigned to their bedroom, Jasmine yawned and tugged at my hand and Victor’s hand. “Come on, it’s time to sleep.”“Uh, but Jasmine…” I began to say. I didn’t know how to explain that Victor wasn’t supposed to be staying with us
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