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Chapter 22

Author: HoneyPen
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-25 02:29:32

Eden’s POV

Neither of us moved.

The silence between us felt different now. Not awkward. Not tense in the usual way we had somehow perfected over the last few months.

This was worse.

Softer.

The kind of silence that made you aware of breathing, eye contact, and the dangerously small amount of space separating two people who absolutely should not be standing this close to each other in a Paris hotel suite at midnight.

Asia was still looking at me.

And that was the problem.

Because every time she
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