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"No, you can't." Amara warned with all seriousness. Those words felt like a joke, and also like a door.
She didn't want him to have such excess access to her. If history was clear, someone always ends up in ruins with this.
Her parents' love is beautiful. However, theirs seems like fate. This thing going on with Elias still feels like something is wrong. She still has doubts.
The flames always end up in aches.
Amara didn't move away. Her warning was sharp, but her body betrayed her. Her arms still rested against him, with her head still tilted forward, as though her bones had finally grown tired of holding her upright.
"No, you can't," she repeated, stern this time, and her eyes narrowed like she meant it. But her voice cracked halfway, undercutting her resolve.
