Chapter 58

As I emerged from the nest, the sounds of morning rituals beckoned me. In the kitchen, Harlen stood by the stove, the kettle whistling softly as he prepared my favorite tea—green tea and mint, just the way I liked it. I watched him for a moment, his movements precise and deliberate. “Morning, darling,” he greeted, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver…

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