Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen
I look up at Spencer, and my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest.
“I love you,” I tell him softly.
His perfect lips quirk into a gentle smile. “I love you too.”
“I’m going to miss you,” I say, looking away. “I’m going to be dead and nothing and somehow I’m still going to miss you.”
“Oh, Ivy.” Spencer presses a hand to his mouth, and I can tell that he’s becoming choked up. “I’m going to miss you too–the way I’m going to miss you, the way it’s going to burn…” he shakes his head suddenly, grim determination flashing in his eyes. “No. No, we’re not going to do this. I don’t know how much longer I have left with you. I’m not going to waste a second longer on this. I’ll have a l
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