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CHAPTER 96

Sophie

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Finally, we moved into our new home. For over a week, Luca and I had been looking for a nice house in San Francisco. We had seen many, but Luca was quite picky. He wanted one that had the same pattern as the house in New York.

According to him, it might help with my memories; he even got similar furniture.

“Do you need help with anything?” Luca’s voice filtered into my ears.

I turned, and my eyes fell on him, leaning on the doorframe. His biceps bulged out of his black long sleeve like they were trying to abscond from his arm. My eyes traced his body frame, the way the shirt hugged him desperately, and the trousers that hung on his waist, underscoring its narrowness.

A warmth—without warning—snatched me, and my face responded—a pink flush creeping up my cheeks.

I snapped my head away; my eyes fell on my two luggages on the floor close to the bed and the two large paintings that lay on my bed.

“No, I think I can handle it.” I smiled and faced him, hoping the emb
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