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“There is one thing you cannot ever do again,” I growled, trying to rein in my temper, “and that is question my loyalty. There has been no one since you. And never will be again. No one.” Her expression shifted from shock to horror. “But we’d broken up,” she whispered, panic seeping into her gaze. “That makes no difference to my hardened heart. Or my fucking immortal soul.”
Resting Witch Face (Stay a Spell, #5)
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