Chapter 113 The reason he hated his birthdays

Camille’s POV

I ran like my life depended on it.

Well, it didn’t. But my heart did. I had almost given in to Gavriel in the car. And that terrified me. I had been mad at him for a whole day, and yet within a twenty-minute drive, I had managed to be enraptured by him again.

...I was afraid I would lo...

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