Hanna

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At last I look a little higher. Up into a pair of vivid, violet eyes. A shock of fear lances through me. Or . . . not fear exactly. Something else. Something I cannot name. A sort of dreadful, stomach-sinking familiarity. But that can’t be right. Because I’ve never seen this man. I’d remember if I had; his is not a face one would forget easily.
Entranced (Prince of the Doomed City, #1)
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