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Chapter 210 – Just Like the Vision

Author: Kristina Angels
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-02 16:19:55

Eva’s point of view

I wake up with the weight of Theo’s arm draped over my waist and his face buried in my hair, warm breath ghosting across the back of my neck. The sheets smell like him—earthy, warm, familiar. Safe.

Which is ironic, considering what today holds.

The party last night plays like a flickering film in my head: laughter, terrible dancing, too much cake, the feeling of being loved and, for once, allowing myself to enjoy it.

And then… the after party. Just me and Theo. Skin on skin. His hands like anchors. My lips whispering things I never thought I’d say out loud. The way he touched me—like he wasn’t sure we’d get another night.

He was right.

“Hey,” he murmurs groggily behind me. “You’re awake.”

“Barely,” I mutter.

He shifts, kissing the back of my shoulder. “Good. Up. Get dressed. I have a surprise.”

“I just opened my eyes, Theo. Let me enjoy this one moment of peace before the universe starts throwing knives again.”

“Come on, birthday girl,” he says, sitting
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