ᴼᴳᴵᴹᴬᴬᴷᵂᴱ

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When she moved, he fought to remain still; when she breathed, he wanted to draw breath. Every aspect of him was now tuned precisely to her; and like a compass searching for true north, he felt frenzied when she was out of sight. In her absence he felt pushed to the very edge of lunacy; in her presence he felt unhinged. The mere sight of her sent his pulse pounding with a speed that scared him.
Every Spiral of Fate (This Woven Kingdom, #4)
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