Chapter 117 one hundred and seventeen

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LIV'S POV

The first thing I noticed was the cold.

It wasn’t a bitter kind of cold, not the type that chilled your bones, but the absence of warmth, his warmth.

My hand stretched across the sheets automatically, eyes still closed, expecting to brush against the firm heat of Kaelon’s chest or...

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