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Chapter 43: Under the Stars


Vidhart stood still, frozen in a moment that no clock could measure.

His hand was still on her cheek... her skin damp, delicate, trembling under his thumb. His other arm instinctively held her waist, feeling the shiver that pulsed beneath her breath. Her earlier sobs still echoed in his ears, like soft thunder that refused to fade. Her tears... still sacred on his fingers-felt like they had carved their way into his soul.

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