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Chapter 9

Author: Sarah Lane
A bitter edge crept into his voice.

"The moment I found out you were going abroad, I followed you straight here. Not for any other reason… I just love you, Lyra. I’ve been hopelessly, desperately in love with you since we were kids."

Caleb’s words washed over me like a warm current, seeping into the frozen corners of my heart. I stared at him, taking in the unguarded devotion and nervous vulnerability in his eyes.

Over the past six years, every ounce of his kindness had been etched into my memor
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