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CHAPTER 083: Santorini

Caspian's POV

Desiree has packed three large bags for the Santorini trip. As I watch her zip the last one, I can't help but raise an eyebrow.

“It’s a one-week event,” I say, glancing at the mountain of luggage. “What could you possibly need to fill three bags?”

She doesn't look up. She sits on the bag, trying to zip it closed. “Change of clothes,” she grunts, tugging at the zipper. “You’re always busy, Caspian. We hardly ever go anywhere together. And now, by some miracle, Mike and Mabel planned an event in fucking Santorini. Do you even know how long I’ve wanted to go there?”

She's still struggling with the bag, huffing and puffing. A part of me wants to help, but there's something oddly entertaining about watching her fight with the luggage, her red hair flying everywhere, determination written all over her face. The way she bounces up and down…

“You never said you wanted to go to Santorini,” I say, leaning against the doorframe, smirking a little. “We could’ve arranged that.”

She f
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