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Guilt?
Nathan’s POV Suddenly, I noticed she went numb, and I stopped my thrusting, glancing at her. I didn’t need anyone to tell me she had fallen unconscious. I wasn’t surprised by it, but I was worried. Slowly, I pulled out of her, zipped up, and took off her blindfold. As I removed it, I realized my suspicions were right—she was indeed unconscious. “Damn it!” I muttered, climbing off the bed and going for the bottle of water on the table. I picked it up and went back to her. Sprinkling some water on her face, I waited, but she remained unresponsive and my frown deepened. I sprinkled more water, but she still didn’t react. Frustrated, I sighed, set the bottle down, and sat on the edge of the bed, my gaze fixed on her. For a moment, I felt a pang of sympathy for her. No woman should go thro
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