Chapter 8
Delilah's POV
Three months later. A sun-drenched, high-rise apartment in Boston.
I padded barefoot across the warm hardwood floor wearing a soft, oversized cashmere sweater.
Rhys walked out of the kitchen. With a shadow of scruff along his sharp jawline, he was back to being the effortlessly hands...
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