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“Say that again,” she murmured. His hands took her face, pride and love swirling in his hazel gaze, which she held, savoring and memorizing every highlight and hue. He leaned down to touch his lips to hers—a kiss so soft and barely-there. When he pulled back, his warm smile was heartbreaking. “Have faith we will find a way, my dear.”
A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)
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