“I never thought I’d feel this way again,” he whispered in her ear. “Oh, darling, I feel like you’ve brought me back to life.” His words were so reminiscent of how she felt that she choked back a sob. She’d felt that terrible, deadening emptiness for only fifteen months. How had Spade stood it, feeling it for almost a hundred and fifty years? Guilt wormed its way inside her immediately after that thought. Shouldn’t it have taken her longer to love someone again? It had for Spade. Was she a bad person to feel this way so soon? Spade set her back on her feet, gently smoothing her hair away from
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