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She and Mordaunt had been drawn to each other in sleep—by the oddness of the unconscious, by the strange logic of souls. The healer in the arms of a killer, the sinner entangled with the saint. They lay as two halves of a whole, fragments held together in a new form, and it was wrong yet right, and so it was ugly-beautiful.