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25 Part II
"They're not my family," Jasper spoke the words with a husky murmur, eyes entertaining the thought, lips hesitant to speak though the thought was so sure, What would the girl think about the words to follow? "You are," Genevieve blushed deeply with his words, freckles prominent beneath her eyes and arcing over her nose as she lifted a hand from his chest and reached for his own. Their fingers easily twisted together.
"You're my family," She whispered the words without doubt, letting her eyes fall shut as the man bowed his lips to the gentle surface of her forehead. Th
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