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a

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both knew would be full o

e was determined to make

wered her with affection

perience

nally came for

ars in their eyes, they bi

stay one more month, thei

of time an

ts of Las Vegas

mate streets of Paris. But

to be with her. He arrive

eadfirst into the kind of

a ring and a fervent belie

front door. When she saw

as as if all the stars

ung in the air

sever their dreams. "My

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at he's the perfe

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ked, his voice pleadi

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o articulate the turmoil

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were the happiest I've ev

nd set in his ways. If

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r his hand, he

o the comfort he provid

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ugh he were su

pressing down on him from

nd a way out, a solution

her relationship with h

ed elu

re this out

than her. "We'll find a

take you a

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t for us,

have to be

hushed whisper. "My fa

rk is powerful in his own

to think of th

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d a way ou

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o

silence of th

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er laughter, the warmth of

nd, a stark contrast to t

ve

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hat had descended upon hi

against the onslaught of

like a storm, battering h

against th

eyes, squeez

flooded his mind. He had

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but for

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hi

egan to coales

like pieces of a puzzle.

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caref

hing had shifte

thing dark and ominous.

ey had been followed. He

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ted banter about the shado

y Abigail's

the sitting ro

a familiar background noi

their dinner. The silence

he had risen t

d the kitchen,

to be found had hit him

cries for Abigail went u

e through the walls was t

en retrieve