Chapter Seventy-One

Aya Starr 1.6k words

Evelyn's POV

After the bath, Antonio lifted me from the tub, wrapping me in a plush towel. He dried me off with meticulous care, his hands gentle and loving. "I can't believe how attentive you're being," I said, laughing lightly. "You're treating me like I'm made of glass."

He grinned, wrapping the...

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