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Chapter 23 — The Second Line

Author: Luna Hart
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 15:30:00

He just said: "You're not jealous. I hear you."

The words hung between them, not like weapons but like bridges. Eva remained still in his arms, the warmth of his body seeping through the thin fabric of her dress.

She didn't pull away. He didn't release her. The silence that followed wasn't uncomfortable—it was filled with unspoken understanding.

Damian's hand rested against the small of her back, fingers spread wide as if memorizing the curve of her spine.
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