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... ached. She slowly sat up in bed and found someone holding her hand.
Glancing in the direction she found Siroos’s face right closer to her hand. He was sleeping on a chair, his enormous hand resting on hers in a delicate grip. The worries etched on his sandy-shaded forehead in the form of ridges of a desert.
The fire still cackled in the fireplace, giving an orangish glow to Siroos’s hair. She couldn’t help but observe his sharp features, everything about him seemed to have been ...
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