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C8: Escapade

[Back at Hart’s hideout]

“Morning,” Myra yawned, rubbing her face against what turned out to be Hart’s chest. Daylight was streaming through the pale curtains. She was exactly where she wanted to be.

If only, she didn’t have to wake up from the dream. Every moment with Hart had been so delightful and not hurtful. 

“Slept well last night?” Hart ran his hair through her hair, which was now probably a mess from their adventure last night. Her forehead throbbed with pain, reminding her of how much she had drunk last night.

They had both called each other’s name last night. He had even taken her in

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