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THIRTY SEVEN

ELENA’s POV

The kiss….our kiss is neither earth-shattering nor is it one filled with throes of passion and moans. It is none of that. Instead, it is like the waking up of one’s soul on a fine spring morning, allowing me to taste and feel every colour of the rainbow in their own sensual way. It is like tasting cotton candy as it melts in your mouth, coating every one of your senses with its softness and sweetness.

Everything around me fades to nothingness, it is as if nothing else exists except the two of us. It is my first kiss and it is one I will remember for the rest of my life.

“You should rest,” I whisper when our lips finally part.

He massages my earlobe and offers a smile. “You should change.”

We both look down at my bloodied dress and laugh a little. Or at least I do. Hunter grimaces right after a laugh escapes his lips, his wound must hurt him more than he lets on. I run my hand through his hair and give him a

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