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Chapter 28:Awkward flight

Author: EllHopia
last update publish date: 2026-01-21 16:59:11

Hezekiah woke before the sun, the room still wrapped in a soft gray hush. For a moment, she lay still, listening to the steady rhythm of Darius’s breathing beside her. His arm was thrown loosely across the pillow where her head had been, his dark hair slightly tousled, his expression unguarded in sleep.

She turned onto his side and stared at him.

She couldn’t believe she’d done it again.

And again last night.

It was a mistake.

A reckless, impulsive, absolutely terrible mistake.

He had a girlfri
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