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Chapter 134 Too pale

Autor: Ela Osaretin
Amelia’s gaze drifted to Lucas, still lost in a deep sleep, unaware of the chaos that had just unfolded.

Her gentle eyes traced his features, his sharp nose, lips pressed together, their color a touch too pale.

******

Morning arrived. Golden sunlight spilled through the window, casting soft patterns across the sheets. Lucas’ eyelids flickered as he drifted toward waking. He blinked, slowly adjusting to the light, and noticed his hand enveloped in another's grasp.

Confusion creased his brow.

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