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... t woke to a pale gold sky and a sea that breathed against the cliffs like a sleeping creature. Dew beaded on every blade of grass, each drop catching a sliver of sunrise.
Hei Long stepped onto the veranda barefoot, enjoying the bite of cool wood under his feet. He didn’t announce himself. He didn’t clear his throat. He simply was—and the morning seemed to decide that was enough of a reason to begin.
He wasn’t alone for long. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Zhao Yuran ...
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