Who Was That Lovesick Girl in the Glass?

Maren's POV

Severin stood more than a head taller than me, and this close, he swallowed me up in his shadow.

I could feel the heat radiating off him, and my cheeks burned.

I dropped my head in a fluster, my heart pounding like it might leap out of my throat.

"What is it?" His voice was rough fro...

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