Alana buried his face in Julian’s chamber, and the patchouli made people breathless.
The hatred and hostility she had originally flowed among her limbs gradually disappeared.
This seemingly coldest man has the softest heart.
Invisibly, with his strongest strength, little by little he repaired her heart that was occupied by hatred and riddled with holes.
“I know what you want to do.”
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