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... omfortable chair in the garden admiring the reddish sunset when I heard Heinley’s lovely voice next to me.
When I turned, he was looking at me with warm eyes. One of his hands rested on the back of my chair. His purple eyes mixed with the reddish glow of the sunset created a more mysterious atmosphere than usual.
“You don’t look too pleased. Is it because you are still upset about the war stories?”
“No.”
I smiled and stroked his cheek with my hand. ...
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