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Chapter 33

Author: Jude I.A
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-05 04:01:49

Somewhere along the way...

It stopped feeling temporary.

Mara couldn't say exactly when it happened.

Maybe it was after the third museum trip.

Maybe it was the Saturday Lucas stopped asking whether Damien was coming and started asking what time he'd arrive.

Or maybe it happened so slowly that no one noticed until it had already become part of their lives.

Whatever the reason...

Damien was no longer someone who visited.

He had quietly become part of their routine.

Saturday mornings belonged to t
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