[Redacted] & Madeline Hail The warm press of her lips against the corner of my mouth almost rose me from sleep.
My eyes cracked open to stare up at Maddy, her cascade of long blonde hair a waterfall around us, casting her features into shadow. The fluttering sound of her wings echoed around the room as she shifted on the bed, and I could feel a frown of question, of concern, fighting through my sleep-addled mind. A tender brush of her fingers smoothed it away before it could fully form. “Falling in love with you would be the death of me...”
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