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Chapter 23: Brown-eyed problem

Author: Mokhethea
last update publish date: 2026-02-12 22:22:46

SEBASTIAN’S POV

The private beach was packed today.

Families were out on the sand, enjoying the warm sunny day. Kids ran barefoot between picnic blankets, their laughter mixing with the sizzle of barbecues and the low thump of music drifting from somewhere near the dunes.

Temporary bars lined the edge of the beach, stocked with alcohol for the adults and soft drinks for kids and anyone who didn’t drink. Ice cream carts did steady business, bells chiming nonstop. Candies, grilled meat, fresh
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