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The floor rose toward me.
Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile.
I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.
Let me go.
Mara—
**Let me go! My baby is gone!**
His arms loosened immediately.
That frightened me more than if he had refused.
Dante Moretti was a man who commanded rooms without raising his voice, yet he stood before me continue reading …
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