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“Here is your phone.” Harlan produced a phone from the depths of his pocket, presenting it to Millie.

Millie, taken aback by the unexpected offering, received the device with a mix of astonishment and gratitude. He had pursued her every step of the way, even retrieving her phone.

Observing that Millie’s breath had regained its calm cadence, Harlan advanced with a purposeful stride.

“Shall we embark?”

“Whither, you ask?” Millie fell a step behind him.

“Let us seek out your paramour, Marcus.”

A rosy hue graced Millie’s cheeks. For all of Harlan’s enigmatic demeanor, he spoke with a candidness. Could it be that Marcus had truly returned?

automobile. From its confines emerged Marcus, his countenance suffused with relief upon glimpsing Millie

the peril that

made a homecoming,” he

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gleam illuminated them, propelling her forthrightly into his

fangs

touch gentle yet thorough, as though he feared hidden injuries might lurk beneath

Harlan interposed, folding his arms, “She’s unharmed, rest assured. Her heart only raced a tad

towards Harlan,

“I am indebted.”

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the audio testament. Its words bear witness to Swan Kiss as a