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Penulis: Dark Muse
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-24 15:00:02

Quinn.

“I will take the floor, Quinn. You take the couch.”

Miles says it in front of Carol like he is a good man. Brooke’s fiancé. The one with the ring already bought. The one whose flight-sister is stuck in Denver until morning. Carol smiles and hands him a spare pillow.

“Such a gentleman,” she says. “Brooke picked well.”

I should correct him. I should sleep in my own room. The couch is in the living room because the guest bed is a pile of laundry Carol never finished. I sit on the cushions B
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