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Thecall.
George.
Thatmotherfucker. Just when I’d finally accepted he was never coming home, he was back from the dead like Lazarus—and Susa was rescued with him.
A true miracle.
Luck.
Dammit, I love that lucky motherfucker.
I love him, and I love Declan.
So how do I finally bridge that gap and figure out a way this can work?
Because unless I can do that, I can’t put my heart at risk.
Iwon’t.
