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... e tip of my tongue died the minute his words settled in my mind. I tried to speak but my tongue was tied, and my throat felt like fucking sandpaper.
I wanted to call bullshit on his words. There was no way they could be true, not with how he’d treated me in the past but there was a sharp sincerity in his eyes that floored me.
Rowan was hard to read. He kept his emotions tightly locked behind a neutral wall, but this time, there was no wall. I could clearly see the thoughts behind ...
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