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... ord left his lips. Her breath snagged and would not fall back into place, caught between disbelief and fragile ache in her chest. His head weighed against her hands; his fingers closed around hers like chains.
Sorry? He just said sorry?
This was not the Levan she knew. The man whose face was almost an honest ledger, who answered in dry lines and measured silences. She wanted to ask what happened last night, to make him look at her, to demand an explanation, but his body stayed be ...
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