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Friday – 7:15 AM – Amara's Suite
Amara sat on the edge of her bed, the key Sebastian had given her resting in her palm like a confession she hadn't asked for. She hadn't slept much. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his face-not the cold CEO she'd come to despise, but the man who spent an entire day peeling back layers of himself for h