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... y second Jean stayed lost to him.
Logan hadn’t moved. Not even once.
He sat like a man carved from stone, one hand still holding hers, his thumb brushing softly over the tips of her fingers... again and again.
A ritual.
A silent prayer.
The only motion that kept him sane.
Doctors had reassured him she was stable. The burns weren’t life threatening. She would recover.
And now, all he could do was watch.
The girl who had once stood li ...
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