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Chapter Seventy Three: One Drink Turned Into This

Author: Neldia
last update publish date: 2026-05-16 14:31:45

~Amber’s POV~

Silence.

Complete and utter silence stretched between us through the psychic connection, heavy and stubborn, and I knew without a doubt, could feel it from the pride rippling through the link that neither of us were going to cave first.

And even though I was the one that needed something, I still didn’t say anything.

Didn’t break.

Didn’t give in.

Then, much to my surprise, he broke the silence first.

‘If this was on a phone,’ he said, his mental voice carrying that particular dry
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