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I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

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first evening, I unpacked everyone’s bags.

Not because I volunteered.

Because Sophie walked out of the master bedroom and said, “Maya, can you hang my dresses? They wrinkle if normal people touch them wrong.”

Normal people.

I waited for Ethan to object.

He was on the terrace, filming the sunset.

“Babe,” he called without looking back, “can you bring me the continue reading …

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