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Chapter 8: Touch

Autor: Natu_Kharis
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-07-28 11:46:15

When she finally met Aria in person, it was months after that library encounter. Salma had walked into a small, tucked-away bookshop around town, completely unaware of what was about to hit her. At the time, Salma had actually given up on finding the mysterious redhead and had gone right back to her usual casual dating scheme. She was trying to pick out a quick gift for a long-legged blonde she had started seeing two weeks prior. The girl loved dark humor, and Salma was very interested in getti
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