Dion Heilon
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“Darling, you really don’t remember?”
His hands squeeze yours firmly, the pad of his thumb rubbing gentle circles upon your knuckles.
“…I’m your husband. We’ve been married for about a year, now.”
To your extreme surprise, this man who is your sworn enemy, the same man who previously pointed a gun to your face, now claims wholeheartedly that he’s your husband, and you’re his wife.
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