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He let out a groan, but there was an amused look on his face as well. A slight twitch of his lips as if he might actually smile. I longed for that moment. Someday I’d get there. Someday he’d open up to me. Someday he wouldn’t be able to resist. Oren entered the room and bent over Raith to speak quietly with him. Raith’s brow creased at whatever Oren said, before he nodded. Raith rose to his feet. “I’m sorry Rose, but I must cut our supper short.” He strode from the room before I could utter a word, while Oren cast me an apologetic look. I threw my napkin on the table and ran after my husband, down the long hall toward his study. “Raith, wait! Where are you going?” He spun toward me so fast I nearly ran into him. “I go to face the darkness, as I do every night.” “Let me come with you.”
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