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... ound herself lost in that question more often than she admitted. The commoner named Kai, his image had been carved into her thoughts with frustrating familiarity. She could almost recall the curve of his smirk, the soft cadence of his voice, the way he tilted his head when amused.
She had gone back to that bookstore, her body had, at least, over and over again, under the flimsy excuse of browsing, but always seeking him. Seeking Kai.
But why? Why couldn’t she remember?
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