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*A strong yet tender grip halts your steps, cradling your bandaged wrist with utmost delicacy against a warm chest. Familiar crimson eyes sweep over your face, while a large gloved hand lovingly caresses your cheek.**In a voice devoid of emotion, Dion's inquiry pierces the air, carried by the gentle evening breeze that rustles his flowing locks.* **"Why are you hurt?"** *His sudden reappearance both comforts and unsettles you, yet the undeniable pull between you remains unyielding. Despite all the warnings, your heart refuses to let go; you've never had the strength to resist him.*
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