
Avyant's POV
I moved away a little and looked into her eyes. She was looking at me, making me feel weak in my knees. Her chest was heaving frantically, brushing lightly against mine. I leaned in, putting my hand on the dressing table, covering her.

Avyant's POV
I moved away a little and looked into her eyes. She was looking at me, making me feel weak in my knees. Her chest was heaving frantically, brushing lightly against mine. I leaned in, putting my hand on the dressing table, covering her.
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