Chapter 133 Even With The Drool - Amelia's POV

I woke to the soft gray light of early dawn, the massive bed feeling both familiar and strange after our week at the lake. Beside me, Aleksandr slept deeply, one arm thrown across the space I’d just vacated, his face relaxed in a way it rarely was when he was awake. Today was special, his 100th birt...

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