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Chapter 378 - Too Much To Feel

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(Adelaide & Caelum)

He felt her, threaded through him, her emotions moving alongside his own.

It made something in his chest tighten.

Not from discomfort.

From recognition.

“They’re…” her voice faltered, her eyes flicking between his hands and his face as though searching for confirmation. “They’re not burned.”

“No,” he said quietly, watching her more than the marks themselves now.

“They were,” she insisted, the memory sharp in her voice, her breath quickening again. “I saw it, I fel
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