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Chapter 55

Author: Ember
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 22:31:21

YVONNE’S P.O.V

The initial playfulness in the air shifted, giving way to a tension that made my pulse thrum

Mr Voss took three long strides over to me, his long, powerful legs eating up the distance, my heart skipped in sync with him. The air around me suddenly feels warmer, for so many reasons.

By the time Mr Voss stood in front of me, the silence was louder than the chatter before, and for some reason, Derek still had his hand on my shoulder, as if he had totally forgotten it was there

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