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... lying on the former’s lap.
Emma was healing his broken body...he was in tatters.
Several of his ribs had been snapped, his jaw broken, nose dislocated, a few fingers mangled, shoulders injured—she couldn’t keep count, nor did she have the courage to dwell deeper into his wounds.
She believed that being a warrior made her immune to seeing such injuries, but when it came to this particular man, she couldn’t bear to see him suffer even a single scratch.
"I look ugly ...
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