Chapter 72

  Olivia Martins

  He was standing there.

  Shirtless. Barefoot. Silent.

  "Caspian!" I gasped, arms shooting up to cover myself, the cold air prickling my skin.

  He didn't flinch. Didn't look away. His gaze felt like a brand.

  He leaned against the doorframe like he owned the damn world, and mayb...

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