Delilah Farrell's voice echoed close to me, rich and soothing, tugging at my consciousness. His familiar scent filled my nostrils, and I could feel the ghost of his touch on my skin. It had to be a dream, I was certain of it. As I called out to him, his sweet, comforting words answered back. My entire body yearned for him. The kisses that landed softly on my face felt so real that, for a fleeting moment, I doubted my reality. Could it be that I wasn’t dreaming? No, it had to be. It was too perfect to be real. “I love you, Farrell,” I murmured, half-lost in my sleep. Even though I couldn’t see him, his presence surrounded me, his scent intoxicating. But why? Why now? The man I thought was mine had been cruelly taken from me by my best friend, no less. And yet, here he was, haunting my dreams while living a reality with her. Then, his voice broke through, startlingly clear. “Forgive me, my love. I didn’t know you were my destined mate.” My eyes snapped open. I blinked, my vision
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