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CHAPTER 80
CHARLES FOX. I buttoned up my shirt while thinking about last night. Every moment with Ruby was etched into my memory, her laughter, the way her eyes lit up when she smiled—it all felt surreal, like I was in a dream I never wanted to wake up from. A small smile crept onto my face as I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. It rang twice before she picked up. “Good morning, beautiful,” I said, unable to hide the affection in my voice. “Good morning,” she replied softly, her voice still heavy with sleep. I could picture her tangled in her sheets, her hair a mess, and the thought made my chest tighten in the best way. “I just wanted to say... I love you,” I confessed, feeling my heart race a little. It was becoming more natural to say those words to her, but it still made me feel somet
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