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... his tongue, the bite of his cold dismissal, the way he could strip her spirit bare with a single careless glance. She thought she knew the shape of his cruelty by now. Anything, she believed, would have been easier than this. This unexpected bewildering softness.
His eyes that was always so merciless now looked at her with an unfamiliar weight, like sunlight breaking through storm clouds only to burn instead of warm. He was still stern, yes, he was still commanding as always, but it was ...
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