My breath is caught up in my throat as Noah steps right in front of me. The black mask, which always concealed his face, is gone, revealing a visage I can scarcely believe exists outside of dreams. His hair is a mess of midnight, framing a face so flawlessly sculpted it seems divinely crafted. His blue eyes, in the sunshine, look deep and fathomless, mirroring the expanse of a twilight, star-lit sky and drawing me into their endless depths. His features are a chiselled to perfection, sharp yet soft, strength melded with ethereal beauty. The angles of his jawline, the perfection of his cheekbones and the gentle curve of his lips—all make him look like an ancient being. Every line, every shadow, makes me sigh in pleasure. My heart pounds within my chest, each beat a reminder of the magnetic pull I feel towards him. It's as if my very soul recogniz
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