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CHAPTER 79

Sophie

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Fatigue had interwoven into the very fiber of muscles. I felt my knees quiver as I descended the stairs. I had even gotten to the kitchen, yet the aroma of breakfast taunted my stomach.

Waddling into the kitchen, I greeted Luca, who sat on the other end of the table. A cup of coffee was caught in his left hand and his right hand working on his laptop before him. The steam from the coffee, like a thin, transparent veil, curled upward toward his face.

I settled in the seat nearest to him and observed his face—he did look better. “Did you have a nice sleep?”

Luca tossed his head upward and faced me, shooting a tight smile. “If two hours of sleep count as a nice sleep, then yeah.” His eyes returned to the laptop.

“You do look better,” I remarked, tightening my lips to stifle the nausea wailing at the back of my throat.

“That’s because I took your advice. Designing doesn’t seem so laborious anymore.” He leaned back on the chair—I still don’t know how he makes these chairs l
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