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She was never theirs anyway. Not really. From the moment the songbird tried to appeal to a serpent, she was mine.
“Careful with your threats of my untimely death, love, or you might end up stealing my heart.”
“Called you back home with him. Not the usual way of things, but strange seas toss us now. Don’t let them see.”
Hate me, curse me, I cared little, so long as I was the first thought of her day and the last of her night.
