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Revalation

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2026-03-07 16:53:04

GIOVANNI’S POV

Before I could stop myself, I grabbed the bottle and left my room.

My feet carried me down the hallway, to the door I was avoiding for two months.

Arya's room.

The door creaked as I pushed it open and my gaze raked over the dimly lit space. Everything was exactly as she left it. The bed was made and the curtains were drawn with a faint scent of jasmine still lingering in the air.

I stepped inside, closing the door behind me and the memories hit me all at once.

Arya sitting on t
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