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... ere like late guests—always arriving after the damage has already been done. When Orion stepped into the room, I barely glanced up.
His scent, familiar and cold, filled my lungs like something half-remembered in a nightmare. Amara laid quietly on the bed beside me, a soft sigh escaping her tiny lips as she watched us, but never saying anything.
She looked like she was in a state of half sleep. And that was understandable.
"Firstly, Dahlia I wanted to apologize to you for ...
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