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CHAPTER 28

Trudeau’s POV

Only she had turned it into something even more amazing. It wasn’t just a shed for the boats anymore. There was the boat house and a separate crib built with so much intentionality.

“Okay…this looks good as fuck.” I complimented the inn even before I was inside. I was just thankful to be out of the sun and able to spend time in the warmth. It was styled like a 90’s trap house but the feminine version, only everything was styled from pink to the darkest shades of violet. Regardless, you could see it was her haven. That was when it began to occur to me. From Rodney’s to Guillemette and now, Cassandra. There was something they all had in common and that was the personal space they had created for their own mind space. This wasn’t something I was doing at the time or thought of doing.

The inside walls were faint pink. They were so faint they could be confused for white walls on the first look or in not enough light.

“This is like the female version of a—”

“Trap house? Ye
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