Chapter 7

Aella

He’s here. The guy from the café, standing in front of a dryer and pulling out a T-shirt. Our eyes meet, and the world seems to halt, all sounds muffled, all thoughts obliterated by the shock of the moment.

“Evening, beautiful,” he says in that rough drawl, shooting me a wink. “Fancy meeting y...

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