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Chapter 37–Surround Her With Love

Author: RENA
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 01:16:38

Tristan’s POV

The insistent ringing of my phone pulled me out of sleep.

I groaned softly, reaching for the device on the nightstand without opening my eyes. Multiple missed calls, all from Daniel and Patricia.

My stomach dropped the moment I saw the time and the number of notifications.

That was unusual.

I sat up slowly, careful not to wake Natasha, who was still curled up against my side, breathing softly. The sheets were tangled around us, her leg thrown over mine.

I answered the latest
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