Odelia was dusting the shelves in the living room when the doorbell rang. She glanced toward the door, but Atlas was already heading to answer it. His pace was calm, his expression unreadable.
Atlas Oleander / ML
(calmly):
"I’ll get it."
Odelia hesitated for a moment, then continued her task. She didn’t want to seem curious, but the visitor’s identity tugged at her thoughts.
Atlas opened the door to reveal a woman in a white dress and heels, exuding confidence and familiarity. Her smile widened when she saw him.
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Sona
At first this story was little boring But now it's best /Doge//Doge//Heart//Heart//Heart/
2025-01-26
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