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CHAPTER SEVENTY

Author: Wren Gray
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-23 21:11:42

“IT IS TIMES LIKE THESE I CHERISH THE MOST.”

SOFIA.

I am still in my clothes — a light cotton dress, no shoes — which in retrospect was my first mistake because I should have known the moment I got within three feet of the water what was going to happen.

I crouch at the edge, intending to sit and dangle my feet in. A reasonable compromise.

Dante is right there.

He looks up at me from the water, the morning light doing things to his face that are genuinely unfair, and his dark eyes are warm and
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