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... It made Poppy Hale’s face feel a bit cold.
Declan Hawthorne rode his horse back at a leisurely pace.
They had experienced many winters together in Arvum since their university days, through the end of their student years, always there for each other.
Poppy Hale buried her face in Declan Hawthorne’s chest.
He wore only a cashmere underlayer inside; the wind blew through, offering no warmth.
But the sound of his heartbeat was strong, resonating in Poppy Hal ...
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