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... g the sky in vibrant colors that seemed to mirror the intensity building between us.
"Arthur," Seraphina said, her small, pale hands taking mine, fingers massaging my palm with unexpected gentleness. "Please, with me."
"Seraphina," I murmured, her name itself a question and an answer all at once.
When her ice-blue eyes met mine, I felt my reservations beginning to dissolve. Yet beneath the surface, fear still lingered—not of her, but of what taking this final step might m ...
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