The memory of His touch haunted her. He knew her completely. Her darkest desires. Her most tender places. She hid nothing from Him.
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"They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm."
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The memory of His touch haunted her. He knew her completely. Her darkest desires. Her most tender places. She hid nothing from Him.
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