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He bends so we’re eye level, cocks his head slightly. His eyes flit down to my lips, then back to my eyes. “I never noticed your eyes before. They’re so beautiful.” My stomach gives a sickening swoop. “Thank you. I grew them myself.” He rolls his eyes and huffs in frustration. “We’re doomed.” “I know you’re lying,” I say. “No one ever compliments brown eyes.” “People have no taste. Try again.”

"Thank you for believing I might be someone worth bleeding for, Lady Ivy."