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... sions I’ve made since waking up this morning, "escaping a heavily guarded estate with a stranger I met once, while wearing a nightgown and no shoes" would still rank somewhere between "chewing iron" and "talking back to a red-flag love interest with murder eyes."
But here we were.
Alessio led the way through the mist-laced garden like he’d walked it blindfolded a hundred times. I clutched the edge of my nightgown like it might offer emotional support, dodging thorny rose bushes a ...
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