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... we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be."
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Her breath caught.
The sound was soft. Barely audible. But in the quiet of my chambers it might as well have been a scream. Her eyes widened. Her pupils dilated. For a moment her composure cracked like thin ice, and something raw and desperate showed through.
Pure, ecstatic devotion.
It was the look of a believer witnessing a miracle. The kind of expression that belonged in religiou ...
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