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Page 202 of When We Ignite

Henry’s smirk deepened. “So, who’s the top contender?”

I shook my head, pressing my lips together to keep my own smile at bay. I shrugged noncommittally, pretending I hadn’t already made up my mind. I still needed to go over all the options, weigh the practicalities.

But my treacherous heart beat to one word, over and over again.

Madrid.

Madrid.

Madrid.

I guess it never really stopped belonging to him after all.

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