l was having a hard time coming to terms with the reality of my situation.I stood there, feeling the giant shirt clinging to my skin. It smelled like what l assume is him. His clothes were swallowing me whole, transforming my usual tailored appearance into something shapeless and messy. I hated being out of control. I hated being dependent.“I only have one bedroom, Ava,” Luca said, his voice cutting through my thoughts. He was stacking firewood neatly by the fireplace. The way his back muscles tensed under his own shirt was maddeningly distracting.“Then where are you suggesting I sleep?” I asked, attempting to regain some of the bossy composure that usually served me so well. It came out less demanding and more whiny, like the spoiled princess he thinks l am.Luca straightened, turning to face me. His ocean-blue eyes narrowed slightly, assessing me in a condescending manner.“We’re going to figure it out, princess,” he said, the nickname still grating. “The cabin isn’t massive. Se
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