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Chapter 628

Auteur: Kayla Sango
Gwen's POV

Nick stared at the wine label.

Kensington, written in elegant gold letters against a dark background.

My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it.

The silence stretched between us. Heavy. Suffocating.

Finally, he lifted his eyes to mine, something unreadable in his expression.

"Kensington…" he said slowly. "As in Kensington Wines?"

It was like he could see it but still couldn't quite believe it. Like he needed to hear it out loud to make it real.

"Exactly
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