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Whispers of the Midnight

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LECTURAS 60
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Prisha is a girl with the warmth of ginger tea running away from the night that changed everything When half-forgotten memories start connecting with a mysterious stranger the situation turns dark and dangerous Night after night perfume like whispers haunt her fingertips as if some unspoken desire is speaking directly to her soul

Then she meets him A man who exists only in her darkest dreams with eyes that burn like coal embers and an aura heavy with secrets Every text every midnight call ignites a spark inside her This attraction is forbidden yet impossible to resist Is this just obsession or her one last chance to surviveTodos los derechos reservados

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