The CEO’s Regret: My Ex-Wife is the Hidden Tycoon
The sun was high now, its light a warm, golden oil that washed over the landscape, erasing the last of the silver smoke that had lingered in the hollows.
"Volume Five," I murmured, leaning my head against his shoulder.
"No," Xander said, pulling me into his arms, his grip firm and real, holding me against the vastness of a world that had no borders. "Not Volume Five, Sara. The volumes are over. This is just tomorrow."
As the wind shifted from the north, a small, white feather drifted down from the clear sky, landing softly upon the open page of the leather book we had left by the hearth.
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