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Chapter 17

"Love is a language spoken by everyone, but understood only by a heart."

Shirley Rindani~

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The door her private room is open and although I hear nothing coming from there and all my senses keep telling me to leave and that I'm not welcome, I walk over to the opened door and peep through and there they are cradled together on the bed, in nothing but the bedsheets.

Paris is resting her head on Rory's chest while she sleeps peacefully and Rory's hand is around her, moulding her body close to his and his eyes are closed as he sleeps soundly too.

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