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43 | Falling For Him

Author: Toxic Bee
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Lilah's POV :

The sun blazed high above, casting a golden glow over Aswan as we wandered through the lively, bustling markets. Stalls lined the narrow pathways, brimming with vibrant treasures—handwoven rugs in jewel-toned patterns, shimmering trinkets of silver and gold, and baskets overflowing with fragrant spices. The air was thick with the mingling scents of cumin, saffron, and burning incense, creating a heady atmosphere that seemed to hum with life.

I stopped at nearly every stall, marveling at the craftsmanship and chatting with the vendors, my hands greedily picking out souvenirs. A small carved ankh, a delicate copper bracelet, and a brightly colored scarf soon found their way into my ever-growing collection of purchases.

Behind me, Ivan followed silently, a bemused expression on his face as he balanced a tower of bags that I had thrust upon him. The sight of this tall, intimidating man carrying my colorful loot like some overburdened porter was almost too much to bear.

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