Chapter 155 one hundred and fifty five

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ELORA

I made my way down the wide staircase, trailing my hand along the cool glass rail. The morning light poured in through the tall windows, casting pale streaks across the marble floor. The shirt I wore swung gently around my thighs with every step, oversized and heavy with his scent....

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