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... than what he blurted out casually:
"So… when are you going to marry me?"
Emmalise choked on her wine, coughing violently. She waved her hand at the maids, silently instructing them to leave the room.
But instead of answering, she stood and walked toward the fireplace. Resting on the mantle was a small decorative doll.
She opened it, revealing a tiny clear bottle tucked inside. With a sigh, she returned to the sofa and uncorked the bottle, pouring its contents int ...
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