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Chapter 69

Author: Hemme-E
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Tamara

"Damn, I never knew just looking at places could be this tiring," I muttered as Leon stood by the door. I’d been left to wander around while he wrapped up his meetings. We were heading back today.

"You look good," he said, eyes raking me from head to toe. I smiled, feeling my cheeks heat up. I wore a red dress that stopped just above my knees—the one he picked out. It surprised me how perfectly it suited me.

He led me to the plane, and I dozed off barely five minutes after settling in.

I only woke up when Leon tapped me gently. We’d landed, on the rooftop of his estate.

I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I felt it. Right when we stepped back into the house after the trip, I felt something strange settle in my chest.

It wasn’t loud. Wasn’t dramatic. It didn’t come crashing in or scream for my attention. It was quiet. A whisper kind of feeling. Like the way the air shifts before a storm. You can’t see it, but your body just knows.

That something is off.

But I said nothing.

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