Astrid looked up from her book, dark eyes meeting mine. She smiled at me then. And God, the way she did so…” Gabriel leaned back in his chair, looking at the ceiling of his cell with shining eyes. “That girl had a thousand smiles,” he sighed. “A smile cruel as winter wind, that cut you down to shivering bone. A smile light as dove’s down, just the softest hint of it across her cheek to let you know she was listening as you spoke. A smile that could make you fear, and a smile that could make you cry, and a smile that made you feel like you were the only man alive. And the smile she gave me that
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