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Reylan breathed a long exhale, his thumb brushing her cheekbone while she felt that pain growing in him too. “You are my heart, Faythe Ashfyre. When you lose yourself to anger, when you are consumed by passion, when you risk yourself defending… Gods, do I love every impossible, reckless, and fierce part of you.” Faythe released a laugh mixed with a cry. Her eyes blurred, but elation kept her tears from falling. “And I will spend the rest of my days showing you when words fail that you are everything. In this life or the next, I will always find you.”
A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)
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