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... ere.
"Olivia," he murmured, his voice low and intimate. He stepped closer, his hand gently tilting my chin up until our eyes met.
And the way he looked at me—like I wasn’t a failure, like I wasn’t a disappointment—shattered me.
I let out a shaky breath, and the tears fell.
He didn’t hesitate.
His arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest. His scent—dark, woodsy, with that faint undercurrent of something wild—washed over me, and I clung to the front ...
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