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Chapter 6

Autor: Daphne Scott
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-10 14:39:44

(Ivy’s POV)

"Oh my God, I need to get home now" I gasped with fears

My voice did not sound like my own, thin and cracking at the edges, and Roman was already moving before I finished the sentence, keys in hand, Marcus falling into step behind him without needing to be told twice.

"Ivy." Roman's hand found the small of my back, steering me toward his truck with a steadiness I did not feel anywhere in my own body. "Breathe. We will get there in four minutes." He tried to calm me down

"Four minute
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