~Ren~“This is our room, agápi mou,”I pulled the ash-colored duvet closer to my body, my hands fisting the silky cloth too hard, nails digging into my palms.“O-our room?” Stuttering, I sound like a broken record.He took me off guard by taking me here in his penthouse. This was the last place on earth I would want to spend my weekend. I expected him to bring me to another island, or maybe to some fancy vacation spot. Even in a forest for camping would do for me, just not here.This place holds too much memory of us when I was still happy with him. When we were happy together.This bed where we used to cuddle each morning. The ensuite bathroom where
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