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... d with jasmine, sin, and the phantom echo of a kiss that never was. He stood there too long, eyes devouring the fading figure of Flora, her smile lingering like poison sugar.
She waved goodbye.
The maid, thin and trembling, pushed him out before the door clicked shut with finality.
He blinked.
Once. Twice.
The scent stayed. And then it didn’t.
"...She’s doing it on purpose," he muttered under his breath, eyes narrowing. "Woman."
The hallway ...
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