Mated To My Stepbrother
Sabastinehe discarded me like i was nothingmated in the shadow of my sisterthis time the tears were minelife flashed before my eyes
"Why… can't I remember?"
Ashton’s heart shattered anew. He leaned his forehead against hers, a gesture of intimacy that felt both achingly familiar and devastatingly foreign. Her skin was cool. He closed his eyes, inhaling the faint, buried scent of lavender beneath the grime, clinging to the ghost of the woman he knew. "I'm Ashton," he breathed, the name a vow, a plea. "And you… you're Novah. You're my heart. You're… everything." He pressed a kiss, feather-light, onto her dirty, bruised forehead. "And I will spend every breath I have helping you remember. Or…" His voice hitched, the prospect of her *never* remembering a fresh agony, "…helping you build new memories. Just… please. Stay. Let
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