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062: As one

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Lyra’s POV

I carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to wake anyone, and tiptoed to the bathroom. My body felt warm and tingly as I undressed, memories from the night flooding back to me with every movement.

Standing in front of the mirror, I paused, my breath catching as I saw myself—red marks scattered over my skin, vivid reminders of last night.

Each one was like a little secret, a story written in kisses and firm hands. The passion we’d shared left its mark, quite literally, and I couldn’t help but laugh softly, my heart racing with the thrill of it all.

This was real. They were mine, and I was theirs, I was officially their Luna. My chest swelled with pride and happiness, emotions rushing over me like a wave. Still feeling a bit dazed, I turned on the shower and let the warm water cascaded over me. Closing my eyes, I breathed deeply, trying to wash away the night while savouring every memory.

But then, as I stood there, the faint scent of cinnamon filled the steamy air. I smile
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