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Chapter Twenty-One: Lots Of Apology

Aвтор: Stacey
last update publish date: 2025-11-25 02:47:43

Eva’s POV

He lifts my chin. “I couldn’t even be mad at you. How about you? Do you forgive me?”

“Yes.” My head bobs. “I’m happy you came back. For a minute, I thought you wouldn’t.”

“I don’t know what Sefan has done to you, but I will always come home to you. Do you understand me?”

“Okay.”

He stares at my lips for a long minute, and when my tongue swipes against it, he stiffens.

Eyes pinched shut, he clears his throat. “Let’s eat. I’m starving.”

Unfortunately, we break away from the hug and take
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