CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

Amal Usman 1.3k words

The night stretches endlessly before me, every minute an eternity of restless tossing and turning. No matter how I try, I can't escape the thoughts that plague me, the memories that claw at my mind with razor-sharp talons.

Him. It always comes back to him.

His scent, rich and earthy, surrounded me....

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