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Chapter 39

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Silvia appreciated the silence as she mechanically cleaned the home. This time, she truly wanted to make it a warm home instead of just doing it out of obligation.

Her soft cleaning fabric sliding across the French window's glass produced a rhythmical sound that permeated the room, along with the light aroma of lavender from the cleansers.

Lost in her thoughts, she was shaken back to reality by a voice behind her as she meticulously buffed the surface.

Startled, she turned, her heart pounding, realizing Ralph had been quietly watching her with an intensity that made her spine tingle.

His arms were folded, but his stance was far from relaxed. Something was boiling beneath his usual composed exterior—like a man struggling with something he didn’t want to name.

"What are you thinking about?" he questioned.

So many things swirled in her head—thoughts of her mum, the monotony of her daily life, the exertion of her job, and yes, Ralph—his presence was both comforting and confusing. A na
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