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Chapter 94: The Diary

Penulis: Janice Mark
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-24 00:12:44

Aria’s POV

The penthouse was dark and silent when I finally slipped out of bed.

Kyle had fallen asleep hours ago, his arm still loosely draped over my waist, breathing deep and even.

I waited until I was sure he was completely under … counting his breaths, listening for the little hitch he sometimes made when he was dreaming.

Only then did I carefully slide out from under his arm.

My heart was pounding so hard I was afraid it would wake him.

I moved like a shadow through the bedroom, barefoot
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