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... e trust in me.
Something is bothering me that why I’m sorry.
The kiss lingered like fire and silence, and when Ava finally pulled back, her forehead brushing against his, Azazel’s breath refused to steady.
Her words—I love you, Azazel—hung in the air, trembling, alive, like a match that had just been struck.
Azazel swallowed hard, his throat aching with a burn he couldn’t quite place.
His jaw tightened, then loosened, and when he opened his mouth, the soun ...
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