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Chapter 79: The Space Between

Author: Eric Nicole
last update publish date: 2026-07-01 19:42:32

The fire crackled low in the hearth.

Brianna lay on the bed, her breathing slow and even, her face peaceful in the warm glow. The exhaustion had finally claimed her. She had not stirred since Dawson laid her down.

He stood over her.

His hand reached out. His fingers hovered inches from her face. He could feel the warmth of her skin without touching it. He could see the faint pulse at her throat.

He wanted to touch her. Wanted to feel her skin beneath his fingers. Wanted to reassure himself that
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