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Chapter 62 Isabelle

Author: Evve
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The heavy oak front door of the quiet farmhouse swung open at five in the afternoon. Aurora stood completely alone at the center island. She was actively preparing the evening dinner. Julian was not expected home for exactly one hour. A stunning woman stepped directly into the warm kitchen room.

She appeared to be in her mid thirties. She wore a tailored camel coat that cost significantly more than Aurora had earned in the entire first month of her anonymous culinary blog. She carried two bottl
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