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Chapter 69

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Vaughn’s Point of View

I woke up to a scent that makes my heart race whenever I'm near citrus. Maybe vanilla and hints of caramel.

I slowly opened my eyes, but the light seemed too bright.

I closed my eyes again, just for a breath, thinking back to the moment I walked out of the hospital against medical advice.

She needed me, and I had to be there. When I was told Callahan was seen driving into the twenty minutes before James took Orana there, I thought it was too coincidental, so I needed to b
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    Orana’s Point of View“Do you think I should go for sneakers or heels?” I asked Sienna, showing her the shoes. My heart was racing, and I couldn’t think straight. Vaughn had said comfortable clothes, so I went with jeans, sneakers, and a T-shirt, second-guessing the choice now, looking at how casual I looked.“I honestly feel that even if you wore a lounge suit, he wouldn’t really mind.”“Sienna”“You look beautiful, okay? I love what this is, okay? It’s casual and chic,” she says, but I don’t feel that beautiful. Maybe I shouldn’t have said yes to the date.When I texted him, it was maybe a heat-of-the-moment thing, and I acted without thinking.The doorbell rang, and I froze, looking at her with my eyes wide.“Relax. I’m sure this will be fine,” she assured me, her hands on my shoulders, before smiling at me.“Okay. Fine. I hope I’m fine,” I said before making my way out and going to kiss Liorah, who was drawing in her room.“See you,” I said, then made my way out of the house.Whe

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    Orana’s point of viewTo say my heart skipped would be putting it mildly. Vaughn had a way of making it difficult to remember why I was supposed to be angry with him.I didn’t move after the elevator doors closed in front of me.This morning I had woken up to fresh flowers waiting outside my door. I had thrown the first two bouquets, and within the hour he had texted me asking if I hadn’t liked them. I had typed back a single word.‘Yes’I couldn’t help the small smile that surfaced now, thinking about the absurdity of it, that he would actually go out and find something I really liked.I loved the flowers; that’s why I kept them in my room. I smiled to myself when I got dressed.I spent the rest of the day in meetings and catching up on some things. When it was time to leave, there was a knock on my door, and when I lifted my eyes, there he was.“What are you—” I started, but paused.“Thought I could pick you up.” He said, walking into my office, hands in his pockets. My eyes raked o

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