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    "Azriel mentally eviscerated himself for the entire walk over to Rita's. Even in his mildly inebriated state, he still had enough wherewithal to sustain his self-loathing tendencies. Why had he even gone to the dinner? Why had he allowed himself to look up the moment his shadows whispered that Gwyn had arrived? Why had his heart betrayed him so immensely, to the point that it had almost ceased to exist altogether when he saw her in that gods-damned teal dress. He wasn't even sure if he would've called it a dress. The term was too commonplace. It was more of a dream than a dress. In fact, it was exactly like the dreams that haunted him anytime he was able to get a fragmented modicum of sleep.

    And there he was again, his gaze drawn back to her like a moth to a flame. He studied her side profile as she turned and smiled broadly at Emerie. The slope of that nose was undeniably one of the most endearing things he had ever seen. And the way her delicate waist swept open to those lush hips had him biting down on his lip so hard that he nearly drew blood at the sight. He knew his head had always been a mess, but this was a new level of catastrophic disarray for the Shadowsinger."

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