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199. I Love You. I Hate That I Do.

Penulis: Nightingale
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-24 23:36:27
Blake's POV:

The bedroom was dim.

One lamp on the far side, low and warm, the kind of light that was chosen deliberately and not left by accident. Alex moved through it with the ease of someone in a space they had arranged exactly as they intended and I followed him in and the door stayed open behind me which was the only thing in the room that felt unplanned.

The table was against the wall beside the bed.

I had clocked it earlier from across the room and not examined it directly and now I was l
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Hi Readers, Blake got to know the truth, what will be his reaction?

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