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... ertaining. Her eyes widened, brows contorted, and her lips parted in disbelief.
Like she couldn’t decide whether to laugh, scream, or faint. I live for those weird, expressive faces of hers. They pull me out of my darkness faster than anything else.
I had just asked her if she wanted to get married on this island, but judging by the explosion brewing in her eyes, my idea didn’t exactly align with hers.
"Absolutely not!" she snapped, nostrils flaring. "We don’t even know w ...
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