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... eath hitched, hiis body locked up, and his mind refused to process what the hell he was seeing.
The person who he thought was his soon stood before him, one hand buried deep in his chest, fingers curled around his still-beating heart.
Ronan's brain screamed at him to move, to fight, to do something. But for that single, frozen moment, he couldn't. The sight alone—the too-familiar face, the empty, mocking eyes—held him in place, his pulse hammering against his ribs.
Then, ...
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