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Chapter 35

Penulis: Aleyah Lavelle
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He left on a Tuesday morning.

I knew because he texted me at 6 AM: Flying to New York for a few days. Business stuff. Miss you already.

I stared at the message, still half-asleep, feeling sad about him leaving. Missing someone after one night apart shouldn't be possible. We'd been separated for five years, why was I suddenly bothered about three days?

But apparently, my traitorous heart didn't care about logic.

Me: Safe flight.

Enzo: That's it? Just "safe flight"?

Me: What do you want me to say
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