Waves of confession

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Chapter 29 Sophie’s POV "Get dressed; we are going out," Julian said as he stepped into my room. His gaze lingered on my exposed body, which was only covered by a thin, oversized shirt that barely reached mid-thigh and had buttons undone. A rush of warmth flooded my cheeks, mixing embarrassment with excitement. "Out? Where?" I managed to ask, trying to keep my voice steady despite the thrill bubbling inside me. "Just get dressed. That's the instruction!" His tone was expressionless as he turned and left the room. He had a knack for ruining the mood. I had planned to confess that he was the one I loved, but with his unpredictable mood swings, I hesitated. Would he even care? I wondered where we were headed; he should at least give me a hint so I could know what to wear. Opening my cl

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