FOURTH DAY OF THE CELEBRATION The morning of the fourth day of the celebration came with ease. Dalian woke with Mia curled beside him, her head resting on his chest, every inhale and exhale was a sweet whisper against his skin. As Mia stirred on the bed, her eyelids fluttered open. Her gaze which was still heavy with sleep, met his, and for a short moment, a shared warmth. He leaned in, murmuring against her hair, "Morning, my wildstar. You look so beautiful when you sleep."A faint blush flushed over her cheeks, "Morning," she replied, her voice soft. "Uhhm… Dalian, about today..." She paused, taking a slow and shaky breath. "I... I need to go back to the boarding house."Dalian stiffened. He pulled back slightly, his brow ached, his features tight with surprise and confusion. "Mia, what are you talking about? Why?"Her gaze drifted to anything else but him, trying to avoid his stare. "I'm not trying to leave you, but this place... the packhouse, it's too much for me. The eyes, t
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