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... he pattering of rain, like two heavy muffled hammers striking fiercely on Ann Vaughn’s heart.
One after another, cruel and embarrassing.
Ann Vaughn felt like rain threads drifted into her eyes, swelling with the feeling that something might spill over.
She pressed her lips tightly together, forcing that moistness back.
She was very clear that what really mattered to her wasn’t whether she could attend the banquet but Cyrus Hawthorne’s attitude—he didn’t have even ...
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