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He brushed his fingers along her cheek. Murmured her name. He wanted it, too. All she had to do was tilt her head, close her eyes, relinquish control.

But bitter words about her being imperfect echoed in her head. She couldn’t lose control again. Control was all she had. The only way to protect herself. The only way she’d survive.

She couldn’t risk getting hurt once more.

And this man had the power to do it, because he made her feel again. Made her want things that she’d learned long ago were impossible.