Chapter 245

Dahlia’s POV

I stood at the vanity, towel-drying my hair, when a knock echoed from the door. I didn’t need to guess who it was—somehow, I just knew. I ran my fingers through my damp hair, trying to tame the wild curls into something more presentable, then swung the door open.

Their scents hit me ins...

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