[ He sighs, his heart full of warmth for the love he knows she still bears him, even if she’s enacting her revenge a little too effectively. But he wouldn’t have it any other way, would he?
So he buries his nose in her hair, drinking in the scent of her, and whispers, very softly: ]
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So he buries his nose in her hair, drinking in the scent of her, and whispers, very softly: ]
Please?