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... hard her voice cracked on the final word, throat burning like fire. She didn’t care. Tears streamed down her face in relentless rivers, but she didn’t care. She only glared down at him, chest heaving, the gun trembling in her grip.
"No."
The single word landed calm and final, a quiet guillotine.
Kieran met her eyes. His own were red-rimmed, swimming with raw hurt. She saw it, the way pointing the gun at him carved pieces out of him. But all she felt was her own pain, shar ...
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