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“Promise me,” she gasped, her nails sinking into the damp skin of his back. “I promise you, Angelina.” She took his promise inside of her and locked it safely away. It was all she had in the world that was hers and hers alone. Nothing else belonged to her—not her future, not her happiness—not even herself.
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