Chapter 157 Fixated on it...

The lingering high is a heavy, intoxicating fog, but as Bastian slowly eases out of me, a sudden, piercing cold takes its place. I feel oddly, painfully empty without him filling me.

I roll onto my back with a soft, breathy sigh, the mattress shifting beneath us. Bastian stays braced above me, his b...

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