My clock had barely begun to read the lines, and it took my breath away. For the first time in a half hour, I was well aware of the clock ticking from above. I did n't know how much longer I would be in love with James. In fact, he seemed to be the most important thing in the world, but none of it was worth the effort. His black hair fell around his forehead and his eyes locked on mine, reminding me that she was the only woman I 've ever met before. She muttered a curse and made an effort to pin it down.
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