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... r hiding. It kept tugging at the corner of his mouth like a secret he was bad at keeping.
The morning air was soft and cool, carrying the faint scent of wet stone and the sweeter whisper of roasted nuts from the hearth rooms.
Every time Isabella’s face slid across his thoughts—her expression when he teased her, the way her eyes narrowed like she wasn’t amused even when the corners gave her away—his smile brightened until it threatened to turn into laughter. Pink eyes, bright as b ...
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