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Chapter Forty Four: Confessions Of A Broody Alpha

Penulis: Lovette
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The garden at night felt way colder than in the morning.

I didn’t bring a jacket, but honestly, I don’t think it was the air making me shiver.

I sat on the stone bench beneath the ivy archway, staring at the faint moonlight slicing across the ground.

The quiet should have been comforting. That and the beauty of the nature that surrounded me should have given me some sense of peace.

Instead, it just made my thoughts louder.

Harley’s words wouldn’t stop echoing no matter how hard I tr
Lovette

Harley girlies, where you at? How are y’all feeling after that confession? What would you do in Alessi’s spot? ;o Hope y’all enjoyed this chapter ♡

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