" There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. She sensed he might try and wane on her doorstep. Something like a snarl crossed his face, and ignoring the pistol, he moved forward, seizing her shoulders. Her senses were prickled when she felt a new pair of eyes upon her. His little doll.
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