Wynter stood under the light, her lazy expression revealing neither joy
nor anger. Instead, the slight curl of her l*ps hinted at a trace of
mischief.
For some reason, Shane felt that her face was oddly familiar.
Especially those clear black eyes. When they looked at him, it seemed as if they could see throughoneâs heart, making him feel somewhat
uneasy.
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