Chapter 8 8

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Kieran

I wake to warmth and softness, and for one perfect moment, I don’t think. I just feel. Satiated, comfortable, whole in a way I haven’t been in so long.

Then, I look down.

Daciana is asleep in my arms, her dark hair spilled across my chest, one hand curled against my heart....

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