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Chapter 230: AMARA OF REDFALL (II)
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... e door as thought she was a stranger, she held onto the door frame and blinked slowly. "You are painting again?"
Darius set the paintbrush down with more force than he intended, the soft clatter against the edge of the table a sharp punctuation in the quiet room. The morning light spilled in from the tall windows, catching the unfinished canvas in gold, the face half-rendered in strokes of ochre and carmine.
Livia remained in the doorway, her hand still resting lightly against th ...
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