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Passing Scenes
Adeline kept her face straight as she watched the passing scenes in the small window of the carriage. She gave a small sigh as she reached towards the window, then opened it. The slow wind pushed through the tiny compartment, and she heard the sound of even breathing beneath her. She looked down, her eyes taking in Lucan's sleeping figure. He was facing her, his big arms crossed on his chest, his lips slightly parted, his eyes closed. His lashes were thick, curled slightly upwards, and he looked peaceful. Almost too peaceful. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and Adeline moved her hand above him to shield the sun. His eyes settled once more, and she gave a small sigh. "Why are you doing this?" She asked herself, her brows furrowed as she struggled to look at anything else but him. She ha
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