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CHAPTER 103: THE LAKE AT DUSK

Author: Hannie
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​ADRIAN’S POV

​We sat together in the shade until the harsh afternoon sun began to dip toward the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold and violet.

​Suddenly, I stood up, dusting the grass from my trousers. "Come on."

​Amara looked up at me, squinting against the light. "Where?"

​"I want to show you something."

​She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Should I be deeply concerned?"

​"Most likely."

​She immediately folded her arms. "Then I am remaining right here on this grass."

​I laughed, o
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