Chapter 13 —The Pen

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Even without wanting to admit it, Aylin began repeating the same ritual every night.

When the house fell silent and Sasha was asleep, she would make herself a hot tea, wrap herself in her robe, and go out into the inner garden, walking slowly, as if she were just looking for some fresh air.

But it wasn't air she was looking for, it was him, Roman.

As if deep down, without even meaning to, they had agreed to meet, but he never confirmed... and never showed up.

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