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CHAPTER ELEVEN — Borrowed Normal

Author: Souldraft
last update publish date: 2026-03-09 03:35:39

Ava's POV

Eleven days in and I had started keeping a mental list.

Not intentionally. It just happened the way things happen when you are living in close quarters with someone you don't fully understand and your brain decides that cataloguing details is safer than sitting with the uncertainty of not knowing what any of them mean.

Damian drank his coffee black. No sugar, no milk, nothing. He watched me put three spoons of sugar in mine one morning and didn't say anything but his expression did so
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