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Twenty nine

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-26 00:28:29

Desiree's POV

“Darling!” I call, running up to Gillian amidst everyone in the room.

I cling to Gillian's shoulder like he is the only solid thing in the room that keeps shifting under my feets.

I can smell his scents in my lungs, dark cedar and smoke, something that makes him more unique, and for some unknown reasons, it calms the strange buzzing under my skin.

His heartbeat surprisingly steadies me.

So I stay exactly where I am, on his lap, my arms loosely around his shoulders, my cheek
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