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Chapter 98

Author: Jay_Chula
last update Last Updated: 2023-08-11 22:54:22

“Olga!” a voice snapped, causing my attention to swiftly shift towards the door. My eyes widened, a surge of shock coursing through me, as I beheld the unexpected figure standing at the room’s entrance. “Dima,” I gasped, my mouth agape in astonishment, my heart racing in sync with the surprise that had just unveiled itself.

There he was, Dima, standing by the doorway, a soft and almost hesitant step bringing him further into the room’s embrace. His gaze remained locked onto me, and I found myself struggling to contain the whirlwind of emotions that swept through me. Rising from the comfort of the bed, I stood rooted to the spot, akin to a mannequin frozen in time, encapsulated by the sheer intensity of the moment.

“My Olga,” Dima murmured, a heartwarming smile gracing his lips. His eyes sparkled with a palpable sense of happiness, a reflection of the joy that seemed to emanate from deep within him. A subtle transformation had taken place in him since our last encounter. His beard, now
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