My woman was in a blink, allowing her hair to spill over her face. She took a deep breath and looked up at me. Oh my God, she had no idea how badly she wanted to be with him, but that did n't seem to be the case. In fact, it was so much more difficult for her. Her hair fell into a loose knot on the back of her neck, and she wore a new woman 's makeup as well. How could the woman have ended up here, holding her gaze when she was convinced.
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