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Burning The Past

Auteur: Darren Howl
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-25 09:03:17

Michaelson's POV

As Corey opened the door, Charlotte stepped outside, looking so gorgeous. Everything around me seemed to fade for a moment. She was just so beautiful and breath taking.

She stood there holding Dwayne, while Marie and Skyler trailed behind them.

The moonlight touched Charlotte's face, making her appear ethereal, almost unreal. She wore a simple white gown that suited her, and her blonde hair fell naturally around her shoulders.

Meanwhile, Dwayne looked completely thrilled. His
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