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That's my girlll

last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-02 23:21:07

Liora’s POV

The morning after his return felt like a dream I never wanted to wake up from.

We had spent the night tangled in each other’s arms, making love slowly and tenderly, whispering words of love and missing between every kiss and touch.

Now, as the sunlight streamed through the curtains, I lay curled against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

His fingers traced lazy patterns on my back, and every now and then he’d press a soft kiss to the top of my head, like he coul
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