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... nance with Camilla’s distress, a dull throb tightening his chest.
His dark eyes brimmed with restrained emotion and tenderness.
"I knew what I was doing," he murmured, his voice softening to a velvety whisper as he gently wiped the tears from her delicate cheeks.
"The wounds look worse than they are—none of them are deep."
"Don’t cry, alright?"
To him, her tears were more devastating than any weapon.
"I’m the doctor here," Camilla countered, her re ...
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