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Chapter 123: Defining Home

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POV: Claire Desmond

Dad’s eyes widened. He looked back through the French doors at the silhouette of Alana laughing inside. Then he looked back at me.

"Not his own blood? And he loves her like that? He’s willing to burn down his world to protect her?"

I nodded, my throat tight. "More than his own life, Dad."

A profound sense of respect flickered in my father’s eyes. He nodded slowly, as if he

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