Chapter 159 one hundred and fifty nine

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Belle’s POV

A soft knock on my door pulled me from the depths of sleep. I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I sat up in bed. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. I wasn’t ready to face the day yet, but the...

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