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... rom my lips, trembling, as if even the sound of it carried too much weight for me to bear. My hand pressed against my chest. Why is it that every time I say his name, my heart pounds as if it wants to break free? Love... what a curse. Yet, if this is a curse, then I am glad to bear it.
Sister Mary’s lips curved, a gentle giggle spilling forth. Her eyes sparkled knowingly, as though she had read every unspoken word written across my heart.
"Alright, my queen," she said softly. "Th ...
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