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Chapter Fifty Five

Author: Saba
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The ride back from the Ayah Islands was quite different from the ride to the Ayah Islands. The stress of the moment was taken in relaxation as for the first time, Ayah and Elio laughed together.

Every single moment together was filled with either grief, forbidden pleasure, or forced proximity. But this time, none of them were forced to feel what they were feeling.

The warmth felt not in each other's arms but in the presence of the other. Even in the clouds, they felt like they could go up and beyond.

However, the moments did not last for too long because Elio, in his private jet, was terrorized by a bald man and his wife's friend who wanted to be with her the whole ride.

He huffed and let it go. Yet the warm feeling in his heart was dug deeper when he saw how happy and bright she looked. She was smiling ear-to-ear as she talked to her friends.

It was as if he had conquered the world being able to make her smile.

He took in the presence of her happiness and sighed in relief. As h
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