Lisa lowered her gaze, hiding everything she felt.Mark took her hand. “Tell me.”Her nose stung. Her eyes burned.So he could be gentle too.How ironic. In the past, she’d only ever seen this side of him when he was with Annie.His cool, familiar scent drew closer as he reached out and pulled her into his arms.“Tell me what you want,” Mark murmured above her head, his voice low and coaxing. “I’ll do my best to give it to you. Just don’t talk about divorce again, okay?”His voice had always been pleasant to listen to. Now, stripped of its usual coldness, it was deep and intimate, dangerously persuasive.Lisa’s cheek rested against his chest. She could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.For a moment, it felt as if the whole world had been softened, wrapped in a gentle glow.Even her battered, cracked heart seemed to stir again, stubbornly beating on.She let out a quiet, self-mocking smile.How pathetic.Even now, she could still be moved so easily.As long as it wa
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