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His thumb traced the scar on the swell of my palm. I hated that they now extended to my hands, where my sleeves could no longer cover them. “Right. Looks like love,” he muttered bitterly.
The Songbird & the Heart of Stone (Crowns of Nyaxia, #3)
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