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Chapter {092}

Author: Mayaa S
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OLIVIA


A loud banging on the door jolted me awake. I shot up from the bed and immediately smacked my head against the headboard.


Wincing, I clutched my forehead. Who on earth was pounding on my door like that?


“Olivia!” my mother’s voice rang out from the hallway. I sighed and slumped back against the headboard. Of course. It was just her.


“Go wash up and come downstairs,” she called. “Both of you. Breakfast’s ready.”


I heard her footsteps fade away down the hall. Yawning, I stretched my arms over my head, trying to shake off the heavy sleep still clinging to me.
Beside me, Christian shifted slightly. I glanced over, expecting him to wake up, but he stayed fast asleep.


For a moment, I just stared at him. His face was so relaxed in sleep, the usual sharpness of his features softened. I couldn’t help myself—I reached out and lightly traced the line of his jaw with my fingertip and a small smile pulled at my lips. How could he be this handsome?


I like you, Olivia.


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