The faint sound of my phone buzzing echoed from the nightstand as I stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me, and my damp hair clinging to my shoulders. The scent of fresh lavender soap lingered in the air as I reached for the phone. But before I could grab it, Jhosua's deep voice broke through the quiet.
"My love, you've got a message" Who is Lucas?
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