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ce in the darkness, not much blood color, he saw it, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but he also knew that her past was something he couldn't participate in, an unchangeable fact. Her futu...ly, his voice laced with tenderness. He let her small hand pull his large one up. The way their fingertips and palms brushed against each other sent a soothing warmth through him, like smoke dissipati...