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Chapter33: Missing

Golden streaks of sunlight filtered through the sheer ivory curtains, casting a soft, angelic glow over the room that still bore traces of the night before. The scent of sandalwood lingered faintly in the air, woven with whispers of lavender and the kind of love that didn’t need words to exist.

The world outside had woken, but inside this cocoon of warmth and tangled limbs, time stood still.

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