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Chapter 16

Author: D'zire
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-27 18:54:20

_Author’s POV_

Eden hated being home.

Work had always been his escape, his armor against everything he didn’t want to feel. The office was clean, logical, predictable. Numbers made sense. Contracts had clear terms. Business didn’t ask him to care.

But his grandmother had insisted he take a few days off, claiming he looked exhausted. So now he was trapped in his own house with nothing to distract him from the one person he was trying hardest to ignore.

Danica.

She moved through the house li
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