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You cannot solve the discord outside yourself until you have silenced the war within.
“And what about you?” Argent asked. “Did you give your heart to her?” He snorted, trying to breathe past the sudden pang in his chest. “No.” The red-haired harpy had stolen it.
He was right, this wasn’t a goodbye. It was a promise. And when he pulled back and looked at her with bright eyes, she knew it was one she would carry with her for far longer than tonight. Saints help her, she was in love with her husband.
