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... on as he swung the door open when he heard her knock on his door. He stood in front of the doorway in bewilderment, wide eyes staring at her from head to toe.

She wasn't the Leyla he had grown used to seeing.

All of a sudden she was here, in front of him. All dressed in the clothes and gifts he'd long given her. Gifts she had sworn off of.

"May I come in?" She asked him in that cautious melodic voice, looking up at him through her curled lashes, blinking them so enticingl ...

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