Chapter 47 The Gift of Home

Annie Whipple 1.8k words

When I woke up several hours later, Ace was already looking down at me, lovingly running a hand through my hair. I smiled up at him and yawned, stretching my arms out to the sides.

“You slept for nine hours,” Ace murmured, his voice deep with sleep.

The sound of...

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