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The Call

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-02-16 21:17:13

HANNAH’S POV:

I rolled my eyes and literally ran away from him toward the door because I genuinely wasn't sure I could resist him for too much longer. Six months of marriage and he still affected me like this.

I heard him laughing even harder from behind me as I hurried down the hallway.

As usual, Elijah and I were the last ones to arrive at the beach. Everyone else was already seated at the beautifully decorated table, candles flickering in the gentle breeze.

We got situated in our seats,
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