Chapter 33

  A chill rushes up her spine. Not all of it is fear.

  She didn't move. Neither does he.

  She was rooted. Tense. Curious.

  He moves closer. One step at a time. Quiet as fog. Controlled. And with every inch he erases between them, her breath shortens.

  His presence is overwhelming. He doesn't jus...

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