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... ; the ache of his memories was more burning than the cut on his arm.
No, not just his appetite; the taste of that damn soup had sent his mind spiraling into a place he had buried long ago. A place filled with warmth, laughter, and the softest whispers of love, only to be drowned in betrayal by that woman, the one who once held his heart in the palm of her hands. The one who had destroyed his heart with her own hands.
Lucien leaned back in his chair, his fingers tightening into fi ...
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