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“Sometimes I think we really were,” she murmured dreamily, clearly still adrift in her own submissive headspace. “What’s that, sweetheart?” I asked quietly, stroking her hair. “Made for each other,” she sighed.
Of Blood and Aether (Harbingers, #1)
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