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CHAPTER 89

作者: Vivian Blackwood
last update 最終更新日: 2026-02-18 23:56:17

“Why are you up? Is that my phone?”

His voice cut through the dark like a knife, low, sleepy, but sharp enough to make every muscle in my body lock up. I froze mid-step, phone still clutched in my right hand, screen now black but still warm from how long I’d been staring at it. My back was to him, shoulders hunched, trying to look casual even though my heart had just slammed into my throat.

He shifted on the mattress. I heard the sheets rustle, the faint creak of the bedframe as he pushed himse
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