The Reaver Chronicles: Raphael (Book 2)
I turned, my movements slow and deliberate, as if drawn by an unseen force.
And then, I saw her. Taya stood before me, her eyes locked onto mine, a gentle smile playing on her lips. The world around me melted away, leaving only the two of us, suspended in a sea of memories and longing. Taya's silver hair, with its distinctive black roots, cascaded down her chest in luscious waves, framing her gentle facial features. Her icy blue eyes, once bright and radiant, now seemed dull and lifeless, filled with a deep sadness and a sense of loss that tugged at my heartstrings.
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