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... e had no idea how Ezra knew that—it had to be a coincidence.
He had just ruffled her red hair playfully, but the gesture jolted a memory. It reminded her of the way her mother used to stroke her hair and fondly call her *Red*. The nostalgia hit hard. She missed her mom deeply. If only she weren’t so far away... Evie longed to be in her arms again, to feel her fingers in her hair, hear her call her *Red*, and tell her how much she loved her hair—how perfectly it suited her.
Ezra’s ...
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