Noah blanched. A complicated array of emotions passed across his face in rapid succession. She saw the moment it hit him. The words she couldn’t say, but they hung in the air like a shroud: She’s mine…and from the monster who kidnapped me. She is a product of the most horrific thing one human can do to another. She’s also beautiful and she’s mine and I love her. Please, please love her, too. Surprise crossed his face, followed by a swift shadow of revulsion, replaced almost immediately by shame. He forced a smile that looked plastered to his face like a sticker. “That’s okay. It’s okay.
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