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Chapter 95

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Noah’s hand was firm on my wrist as he pulled me through the crowd, weaving past bodies swaying to the pulsing beat, past the bonfire’s crackling glow, toward the beach club’s restrooms at the back. The music thumped in my chest, the bass vibrating through my bones, but all I could focus on was the heat of his palm, the way his thumb stroked the inside of my wrist like he was already claiming me. My heart was racing—not just from the alcohol or the dancing, but from the way he’d looked at me al
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Ashley
She’ll be pregnant for sure. Why would they do this?
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Billie Patsy
I'm sorry for this
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munera_a1
We don’t know enough about Cassian, and the timeline doesn’t match the main character’s emotions. The plot moves oddly—she’s alone for long stretches, then suddenly turns to Noah when she’s down, and he appears inconsistently. The story has potential, but it doesn’t flow smoothly right now.
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