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Chapter Fifteen: A finalized divorce(Part two)
continued from the last part....
Elliott
I knew the bed I laid in wasn’t mine, I knew it even before I was fully awake, I knew it wasn’t Forrest’s familiar citrus scent that surrounded me, no this scent was much heavier, musky and spicy, teasing my senses like a long forgotten memory.
I knew someone who smelt like this, who smelt this good.
Consciousness caught up to me and I immediately let out a groan as the all too dear headache rolled from the back of my head to settle just between my temples.
My mouth felt like sandpaper and my limbs ached from being twisted under me as I slept
I cracked one eye open and then the other, my gaze meeting tangled navy sheets. Wait a minute! I don’t own silk sheets
I sat up too quickly, caugh
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