Not long after I stepped inside my tent, I paused to take it all in. It was small but cozy, the fabric walls rustling gently with the breeze outside. A single lantern hung overhead, casting a soft amber glow across the narrow sleeping mat. A folded blanket rested in the corner, and beside it, a dark duffel bag caught my eye.I moved toward it, my chest tightening with hope. Unzipping it quickly, I found the essentials—my brush, toiletries, a few clean clothes, even my nightwear. Ella. Of course it was her. God bless that woman, I thought, pressing my fingers over the fabric as gratitude filled my throat.Peeling off the damp clothes that clung to my skin, I stripped everything, even my underwear. I grabbed a loose black nightshirt from the bag, silky and oversized, and a red lace panty—barely there, soft as sin. Slipping them on, I let the cool air kiss my skin just as someone stepped inside behind me.I turned, startled, and froze when I saw Liam.He said nothing. His eyes moved slow
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