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... esting on her shoulders, half-hiding her face.
Sylvan Cheney reached out to part her tangled hair, gazing at her serene visage.
When she slept, the scratchy little claws she had would retract, resembling a well-behaved rabbit.
"Jasy," he called her.
She didn’t respond.
Sylvan Cheney had no choice but to lift her from the chair.
He carried her towards the bedroom.
Maybe it was the strong scent on him, or perhaps he walked too briskly, Jasmin ...
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