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... ing silver light across the silk sheets tangled at the foot of the bed. A quiet breeze stirred the curtains, bringing with it the scent of wet stone and cold wind—reminders of the journey Arnold had only just survived.
His chest rose and fell steadily beneath the weight of Rafaela, her slender frame draped over him like a blanket of warmth he never knew he missed. Her breath ghosted against his neck, slow and steady, her skin flush with his. They hadn't said much. They didn't need to. Wh ...
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