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CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
ZOEY
Hand in hand, we made our way back to the path that led us to the waterfall. The serene atmosphere of that magical place was etched into my memory, and I knew it was something I wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon.
Gratitude swelled within me for Alexei, who had brought me to this tranquil haven. In that moment, I needed the peace and calm atmosphere more than ever.
We strolled back along the familiar path, the sound of our footsteps mixing with the distant murmur of the waterfall. The moonlit night accompanied us, casting a soft glow on everything around.
The experience at the waterfall lingered in my mind like a cherished melody. It was a moment of serenity and beauty that I desperately needed.
Alexei's thoughtfulness in sharing this hidden gem with me made my heart swell with affection.
As we walked, the world seemed quieter, more peaceful. The worries that had been gnawing at me earlier felt distant, rep
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