A knot of tension tightened in her throat, but her eyes couldn't help but trace the sharp line of his nose, the light, wood-grain colour of his irises. His unkempt hair brushed the collar of his shabby, loose-fitting hospital gown. He had thinned in his convalescence, but the frame beneath the worn cotton was still powerful, built on thick bones.
And his gaze… his gaze was unnerving. Those pale eyes seemed to flicker like flames, stirring
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