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XVIII
Sophie's P.O.V.
I squeal as Axel lifts me in his arms and starts carrying me upstairs. "What are you doing?" I exclaim, laughing.
He doesn't reply, instead he just begins to move more quickly upstairs and into our bedroom.
Carefully, he sits me down on the bed and presses his lips to mi
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