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Chapter 82
Author: Purplescent
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Just as Xavier tucked the corner of the blanket in, the sharp sound of Ari's ringtone interrupted the silence in the room.

Ari’s eyes immediately darted to the nightstand where her phone lay.

“Please sir,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “Could you… could you pass me my phone? I can’t reach it with this arm.”

Xavier turned toward the nightstand. He reached out and picked up the device, but as the screen flickered to life, his entire body went rigid. The name scrolling across the d
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