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CHAPTER 78: LOUDER THAN WORDS.

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ALESSA’S POV

A knock came just as Disha and I were deep in one of our early morning talks, the kind that always slipped between seriousness and nonsense, laughter and secrets.

“Come in,” I called without thinking, smoothing the edge of my blanket.

The door opened, and Michael strolled inside with the kind of ease that had become familiar. A year ago, I would have bristled at the intrusion, felt the boundary crossed. But now… now it felt oddly right, as if even my room had accepted him.

“Good morning,” he greeted, his voice warm, steady, carrying that calm confidence he never seemed to misplace.

“Good morning,” I echoed, exchanging a quick glance with Disha before turning back to him.

His eyes lingered on mine longer than usual, and then he said it, so casually it startled me:

“Get dressed. I’m taking you somewhere.”

I blinked. “Somewhere?”

He only nodded, the faintest curve tugging at his lips.

“What do you mean somewhere? Is it…” I faltered, the words tumbling out before I could sto
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