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Trapped in a Novel as the D-Class Alpha I Hated Most - Chapter 108: Kiss Him... Kiss Him Now...
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... humid air that smells of wet wool and melted snow. Our entrance is a quiet one, marked by the soft, damp sounds of our footsteps.
My clothes are wet—my knees especially, soaked through from kneeling in the garden—but I don’t feel the cold. Maybe it can’t reach me.
Not when our hands are locked together, fingers laced so tightly they might fuse.
This time, it’s different. Deniz isn’t just holding my hand; he’s holding on.
The pressure is sure, possessive in the ge ...
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