ARABELLA COLLINSI still wanted to save my marriage.It was late at night, and I took a deep breath to steady my racing heart as I made my way to the room, the soft silk nightgown clinging to my curves with a gentle caress. The delicate fabric felt like a second skin.The cool breeze whispered against my bare skin, making me tremble. With a determined spirit, I urged myself forward, pushing aside any fears that threatened to dampen my excitement.After all, the man waiting inside the room was none other than my husband, Mason Donovan.This nightgown, chosen with care, was meant for intimate moments like these. As I stood outside the door, I gently touched my flushed cheeks, trying to soothe my nerves.Inhaling the fragrant scent of roses that adorned the room, I knocked softly, my heart fluttering with anticipation.The door opened, revealing Mason's tall figure, but there was a hint of distance in his eyes, an unfamiliarity that saddened me. Yet, the sight of him, as handsome as a de
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