CHAPTER 25 DECEIVER
She was still sleeping when I woke up. It was seven in the morning. She was lying on my arm, her hair on her cheek. I pulled her hair back and she shifted in my arms. She looked angelic. Peaceful. Her allergic reaction the last night really made me worried. But what made me more worried was that photo. The boy looked familiar. “Good morning.” Alina was awake and was staring at me with a beautiful smile. “Good morning, my Viola blanda.” “What does that mean?” she got up and rested her hand on my chest, her face in her flattened palms. “White violet flower. It signifies innocence.” “Ohh.” He nodded and her brows knitted together. “What happened? Does your face hurt?” I asked her, touching her face. “No. I’m fine.” I gave her a quick kiss on lips. “What? Up for round three?” Her teas
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