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Chapter 212: Blindfolded

Author: Siena Faye
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-27 04:06:32

Ashton’s POV

Kennedy.

He entered the lounge with the same confident stride I remembered so well, his eyes scanning the room as if he owned the place. And then, as if he was drawn to me, his gaze locked on mine. I felt a chill run down my spine as he started walking towards me. I couldn’t breathe for a moment, couldn’t move, and before I knew it, he was sitting opposite me, his presence like a suffocating weight on the air.

He didn’t say anything at first, just studied me with a strange mix of disbelief and satisfaction, like he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing. His eyes narrowed as if trying to make sense of what was right in front of him. He glanced down at my face, taking in the familiar features, before his lips parted, a low laugh escaping his mouth.

“I can’t believe you’re really here,” he muttered, his voice thick with something unidentifiable. “I thought you were dead, Ashton.”

I leaned back in my seat, not even flinching. I didn’t want him to see how much his words af
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