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RETURNING THE RING

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-10-25 21:36:04

Returning the ring

Daphne

The soft, golden light of early morning streamed through the high glass window, warming the quiet guest room.

I lay on my side on the narrow mattress, the feeling of the absolute heavy woolen blanket pulled up to my waist. My skin still felt warm, sensitive, and marked with the lingering memory of Malakai’s touch—the faint, stinging bruises along my neck and shoulders standing as physical proof of his absolute, desperate claim.

Beside me, Malakai lay awake. His massive
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