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Chapter 54

Penulis: Kayla Sango
The night was surprisingly warm for the Highridge Valley at that time of year. The starry sky stretched like a blanket of light over the property, and the full moon shimmered on the surface of the infinity pool set on one of the mansion's far terraces—a spot Christian had shown me earlier, assuring me it was rarely used by the family.

"Is this thing heated?" Annabelle asked, cautiously dipping her hand in the water.

"Thirty-two degrees, to be exact," I replied, slipping off my shoes. "Perks
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Great story need to finish it!
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Good content, well worth reading!!!!
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I’m with you Carmel!
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