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... tte Aston nestles in Ethan Grant’s arms and sleeps until early the next morning.
"Breakfast, hmm?" Ethan Grant, already washed up, sits on the bed and calls Yvette Aston to get up.
Yvette Aston rubs her eyes.
She finds them swollen...
"Good morning, Mr. Grant." As soon as she speaks, her voice is hoarse.
Yvette Aston lowers her head in grievance, tears brimming.
She cried herself hoarse last night; how could Ethan Grant be so excessive?
"I’ ...
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