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CHAPTER 11
LIA’S POV I couldn't sleep last night because of the memory I had with Logan in the garden. And his romantic statement keeps playing in my mind as if I'm experiencing Last Song Syndrome. Adding to the LSS, I waited for the clock to hit midnight, hoping to feel a mate bond or catch a distinct scent, but there was none; even my lungs almost exploded from taking a super deep breath. The only thing I could smell was the floral scent of my pillow and blanket. While I was staring at the ceiling last night, I kept praying to the moon goddess to give me Logan as my mate to make things easier for us, but unfortunately, the moon goddess did not answer my prayer. I wish Logan and I had more time yesterday. I was planning to ask him to elaborate on what he said, and then Luca came
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