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"You are allowed to hurt. You are allowed to feel betrayed, and all those other emotions, because you are human. But, do not let this break you down, Lucien." She finished in a whispered, forced to straighten to her full height when she began feeling uncomfortable, bent over.
Silence followed her words.
Then, his head pushed forward until it rested on her again. She wrapped her arms around his head and held him to her.
"Danika." His groan was muffled on her belly.
"Yes, My King?"
"Thank you for coming. Thank you for being here."
She was able to make out his words. "It's okay." She had no plans of leaving him. Never.
It does not matter what the mistress said to her in the afternoon. She had asked her to disappear from this man's side.
She canno
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