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[The Admirer]

I had to see them.

If she knew I was here, hiding behind a disguise, keeping to the shadows, she would be angry. No, furious.

It has been so hard being separated from her, unable to touch her, kiss her, or comfort her when she is sad. I wish there had been a better way, one where I could have taken them with me, but she needed to stay to make this believable. She needed to be far away from it all to stay safe.

And even though I knew this, knew that I had to let her go, I couldn't.

Last night was a mistake. I should have kept my distance. But seeing how that other man watched her, looking at her like she belonged to him, or would very soon, made my chest tighten and my heart beat faster as I forced myself to stay calm.

It seems too convenient that he has appeared from nowhere to suddenly be by her side. She has only been alone for 2 months, and yet here is a handsome, wealthy new beau ready to sweep her off of her feet.

I wonder if Magnus had anything to do with how
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