My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Samuel frowned as he looked at Xanthea, swaddled in layers despite the scorching summer heat. “Xan, why on earth are you wrapped up like it’s winter? And that scarf, really?”

Bombarded with questions, Xanthea felt her head spin.

I

“Well, can I just go upstairs and drop off my stuff first?”

Without waiting for an answer, she dashed upstairs, yanked off her scarf, and grimaced at the twin ‘love bites’ Orion had left on her neck. Were they from a dog? What would parents think if they saw?

a her

She grabbed her concealer and worked diligently until the marks were barely visible, then slipped on a turtleneck just to be sure. Satisfied that no one could see the marks, she opened her door.

Matthew, who had been waiting right outside, nearly stumbled in.

“Matt?”

he stammered. “I was just about to knock.

I saw you leaving with Miranda, and when I tried to catch up, I got mobbed by fans. My dress almost got

purpose. She was upset, and I thought it might affect you, so I

why she hadn’t seen them

misunderstand, Matt. It’s just sad I couldn’t celebrate with

guilt, already simmering from the wait, deepened. He cursed himself for his

previous

“I’m

celebrate with you today. I even bought flowers. And you,

filled with passion and admiration, didn’t escape Xanthea’s notice. She chuckled inwardly; he really could have been

I’ll sing

“Please do!”

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a bird, flitted downstairs. “Mom, did you

her retreat, Matthew let his hand fall, resigning himself to wait a little longer. Soon, he thought, they would be engaged, and she would truly be

considered engagements merely a formality, now he

voice echo through the mansion, scolded gently, “Keep it down, don’t wake your

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