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... her face pressed against the pillow, her black hair messy and clinging to her cheeks. Her breaths were uneven, shuddering slightly, and her small whimpers reached his ears. She murmured softly, almost like a frightened child calling for her mother. The sound made André pause. He tilted his head, watching her chest rise and fall, the faint trembling of her shoulders. He thought about what had happened to her, why she sounded so broken even in sleep. Something in him stirred, a rare tenderness he ...
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