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Оглавление“If this is our nirvana, then I’ve died happy, Penrose.”
The world had turned inside out. She was staring at candles that burned under the water. They were a different kind of fire.
She looked up at Keat. He was a different kind of man. Not a dark twin to Carrick. And what if this really was her brief nirvana? What if this was the only happiness she could grasp? Wouldn’t Carrick want it for her? Of course he would. Carrick himself said, “Fire has no choice but grab its moment, whatever moment it’s given, and burn.”
A different century. A different kind of fire. A different man, one she couldn’t help but to burn for. Was this the moment she’d been given? It was. She turned to Keat and said, “Take me to bed now.”
“My pleasure,” he replied and reached down for her.
