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Chapter 13

Christopher Morris.

I was in his arms. His to hold. His to kiss. His to look at. It felt as if my life before him was perfect. Nothing had happened and he was my first.

"You're beautiful, Aella," I smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Why did you believe that it was me?"

"When you want something so bad, you start to hope everything is similar." I smiled.

"You-"

"Mr Morris?" The door opened, I got up, gave a hand to Chris to get up and stood by the table as Mariana waltzed in. "It's very urgent," Chris rolled his eyes.

"What?"

"A man walked in and demanded to speak to you," he chuckled.

"Meetings are scheduled."

"He had two men beside him."

"So?"

"With guns," Chris rolled his eyes again. Something in me thought of the possibility of that man being Archer or one of his minions.

"Where is he?"

"Right behind the door," he nodded.

"Name," she looked down on the binder she held in her hands.

"Archer Bowman," I stilled. Chris looked at me and back at her.

"Move it to later,"
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