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... feet. Extremities warm last,"
Lucian said flatly, his eyes sharp as he guided Berry’s clumsy attempts.
Berry gritted his teeth, but obeyed. His thick fingers weren’t made for this delicate work. Every time the little girl’s skin twitched or her lips parted with a faint groan, his pulse jumped.
’She’s alive... but barely. One wrong move, and she’s gone.’
Lucian worked with unnerving precision. His small hands didn’t shake, not even once. He rotated cloths, monitore ...
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