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Promises and Lies
"Lucan?" He blinked, his eyes slowly meeting hers. She felt his fingers slowly deepen into her skin, his lips parting a little. He had the look of someone who was meeting a shard of the past all over again. Someone who was reliving a memory. "Lucan," she said again, moving further, her hand slowly coming to touch his cheek. "Do not touch me," he said, his voice low and shaky as he moved away from her. Her brows furrowed, but before she could make sense of it all, he pushed the sheets away, then got out of bed. His robe was falling off his right shoulder, and she could see one of his more hidden tattoos. She had somehow never seen it before, and unlike the ones on his hands that held dark meanings, this one was a rose with petals slowly falling off against a pair of closed eyes. He fi
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