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“Shhh,” she murmured, her voice trembling. “Don’t strain.” “Let me… let me speak.” He forced in a deep breath and tightened his grip on her hand, laying her palm over his heart. “You deserve everything. I want… I want to give you everything.” If any part of her had been made of ice, it would have melted like frost in the sun. “I have everything,” she told him gently. “You’ve given me more than you know.”