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My Forever

HARDIN’S POV

The sound of her voice—soft, hoarse, fragile—cracked something open inside me.

“Hardin…”

She said my name like it was home.

Like it was the one thing tethering her to this world.

I leaned in, cupping her face in trembling hands, brushing my thumbs over the delicate curve of her che...