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In His Peaceful Arms.

Penulis: Xee write
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Chapter 177.

Rosealba slumped into the bed the moment they got home. Her heels barely made it past the doorway. She didn’t bother pulling them off—just fell face-flat onto the soft mattress, arms stretched wide like she was surrendering to the day.

“God,” she exhaled, voice muffled into the sheets. Her limbs sprawled, chest rising and falling slowly as her muscles finally relaxed.

Drystan stood a few feet away, leaning against the table with his arms braced behind him. The dim lighting from the bedside lamp bathed the room in gold. His gaze never left her. There was something quiet and warm in the way he watched her—like she was the only thing that could ever bring him peace.

“You look exhausted,” he said, voice low and calm.

“I am exhausted,” Rosealba replied without lifting her head. She didn’t even glance his way—just lay there, soaking in the comfort of the bed, the room, him.

Her thighs pressed together, trying to calm the ache that pulsed between them. Her core throbbed—still r
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