“Mal,” he breathed. “What are you doing here?”
She gazed steadily at him, her eyes glittering yet so empty in that beautiful face. “Arthur, it’s been a long time.”
Arthur’s heart fluttered in his chest. He was in a dream, he was almost certain, because Mal would not be standing in front of him. She had been dead for months.
Still, he
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