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Chapter 85: A Ghosting From The Past

Sethlzaar stroked Saelin's hair where it fell from her head rested on his chest, wondering what she was still doing in bed with him four hours past the crack of dawn. On previous days she would have made her exit three hours earlier only after ensuring his breakfast was ready and he wanted for nothing.

"Where do you go every morning?" he asked her, giving life to the thoughts that had always danced in his mind.

Saelin shrugged.

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