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... epared your medication."
Atticus beamed. He knew the truth; there was no poison at all. He wanted to pat himself on the back; his plan was a resounding success!
Instead, he pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles. "Leaving so soon? I thought we would finally be able to spend time together. Alone. Away from prying eyes."
"You― You're such an infuriating man," Daphne complained. Yet, she made no move to pull her hand out of his. It sat there, connected to his own, palm to pal ...
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