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Chapter 29

IFTR 29

WINTER

Just as I was about to fasten the button at the small of my back, my fingers slipped because of the oil stain. I let out an annoyed breath.

If I didn’t get this done, they would be late.

“Loran,” I called faintly. “Can you come here, please? I need your-"

My words died when movem...