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When he made to reply, she shook her head. Because above all, she was frightened—the racing heart, the shortness of breath, it was fear. It seemed logical and natural that when there was a tender past, and a magical now, there would be a future as well. And there could be no future.
A Rogue of One's Own (A League of Extraordinary Women, #2)
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