Chapter 107 Hayes.

HAYES POV.

“Fiona…”

I muttered her name sleepily as I tossed across the mattress, the harsh morning sunlight burning through my eyelids.

Damn it. Was it morning already? My head felt heavy, throbbing with a dull ache, and I was dead sure I’d spent the entire night calling out her name in my s...

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