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Returning to the Eaten Heart
[Emmalyn] I hated leaving the resort. It was a place where we didn’t have to deal with the judgement of our friends and families. Where we didn’t have to give in to the pressures of society and all of its rules. Derrick wrapped an arm around me in the back of the town car as we headed to the airport. I snuggled into the curve of his body. He sighed contentedly and smiled. “Is everything going to work out when we get home, Derrick?” I asked softly. “Emma, I’m gonna do everything I can to give you anything you want for the rest of our lives. No one can tear us apart, baby. You are my queen, my angel, my little crystal witch. I’m never gonna do anything to f**k it up.” He promised. “You don’t know what’s going to happen when we get back, do you?” I chuckled. “Only that I’m gonna
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