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Chapter 12

作者: Devika
last update 公開日: 2025-12-08 23:39:06

Veronica's pOV.

“Is this your house?”

Four turned on the staircase, his hands filled with my bags, his expression stern with an arched brow.

“Not fancy enough for you?”

I realised just how annoying my voice must have seemed and apologised immediately.

A few hours ago, leaving the house felt like trying to sneak out of a battlefield.

Four walked ahead of me with my bag slung over one shoulder like it weighed nothing, while I waddled behind him, clutching my coats and praying I didn’t throw up
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