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CHAPTER 171

Penulis: wandering jedi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-06 21:51:31

The rain had started sometime during their time in the shower.

Soft at first, barely noticeable but steady enough now that it filled the silence with a quiet rhythm against the glass.

Inside the room, everything felt slower.

Grounded.

The only light came from the window, spilling muted silver across the sheets, tracing the outline of two figures who had only just begun to settle after the storm they created together.

Dominic didn’t rush away.

He never did with her.

He remained close, one arm st
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