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I shut the door, rested my back to it, and waited.
When I heard retreating footsteps, I finally released the breath I was holding.
However, exhaling did nothing to stop my heart from thumping, or my stomach from remaining clenched.
Every single encounter with Vladimir left me wondering what the heck he was about.
Something told me the answer, if I ever found out, would be too surprising. Perhaps, it would be better to let it go.
My eyes tilted to the package in my hand, juggling my memory.
“What's this now?” I whispered questioningly, as I withdrew my back from the door and walked over to the bed.
Curious, I began to try to peel off the covers of the package so I could see within.
The covers came off, revealing a small box.
“Hmmm.”
So many options of what could be moved thr
