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037: Come With Me

Penulis: Rosa Kane
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-18 03:37:03
ANYA

My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn’t understand why. As I stared into Hunter’s intense eyes, it felt like the rest of the world had disappeared. Nothing else mattered in that moment.

“I've never felt this way about anyone else before, Anya. It's the first time in my life that I can't imagine living in a world without someone—you," he said, his voice deep and steady.

The words sent a shiver down my spine.

'He’s really in love with me,' I thought to myself, a mix of emotions swirling in my chest.

My mind flashed back to the evening I’d proposed to him at the bar. I remembered the way he had looked at me, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and amusement, and how he’d said, “Yes, I’ll marry you,” without hesitation.

“Hunter, I…” I began, unsure of what I wanted to say.

Before I could finish, he pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me.

“Shhh,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

He cupped my face gently, pulling me closer until our foreheads
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reneewalker981
Anya is so stubborn, that instruction wasn't such a hard one
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Stainless
Anya was supposed to know that it was dangerous for her to be out alone and that's why hunter told her not to leave the room
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storyteller290
Hmmmmm. Who's this new enemy now...
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