Chapter 111 Departure to Veilmoor Isle

Stella's POV

The alarm went off at five in the morning, dragging me out of a dream I couldn't quite remember. I groaned, burying my face in Ethan's chest, and felt his hand slide up my spine in a slow, soothing motion.

"Come on," he murmured against my hair. "Mrs. Wilson's already downstairs."

I ...

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