Hearts Rewritten

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rything rid

onsense gray pantsuit and a sleek bun that didn't seem to have a single hair out of place. Her glass

sted she had seen a thousand fake couples before breakfast. "Answer na

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he time in the world, casually adjusting the cuffs of his button-down sh

roat. "Let's begin. H

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to keep from laughing. Th

her clipboard. "Describe your

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nked

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I forgot about Margot, the fake marriage, the impending deportati

us, her pen hovering. "T

answered smoothly, "She has a small

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at his smug, perfect face. Marg

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a scar on his left wrist. Skateboarding accident when he was twelve. He

my eye, I saw Lysan

intrigued. "

n, a slow, assessing gaze

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ething flickered in his

ast question. Describe the most rom

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nners or midnight serenades. There was only.

id carefully. "When I didn't

s a beat. "She look

r a moment I forgot to breathe. The air betw

ing, what

have better chemistry than some real couples I've seen. If

oom with the efficiency of someone u

finally let out the

ing imaginary dust from my skirt, "tha

ust watched me with that s

ready to bolt, but

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ned,

udying me. "You knew a

magazines, interviews, television. It

in any interview,

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e continued. "That isn't

ned-and then

him making me feel boxed in. His blue eye

you?" he said, his voice a low rumble. "You've been payin

tle

led. Instead, heat

in. "You're... you're Lysander Eryx. You noti

lit second. When he looked back up, s

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