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Chapter One-Hundred Four: A Black coffee

Autor: Mrskrabs
last update Data de publicação: 2026-01-17 17:56:32

Ayla's pov

Sadly for me, I didn't sleep a wink, I bought the idea of staying awake rather than going to sleep only to face nightmares that I didn't understand.

I could go interrupt Ivy and Clara's peaceful sleep but I figured there was only much more than we could handle.

When the alarm hit seven, I was already wide awake, considering that I was never asleep to begin with.

I watched the ceiling before I peeled myself off from Killian's grip and climbed down the bed.

He always looked peacefu
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