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ng herself to take even a single step. Perhaps this was her way of resisting, a silent rebellion.They stood facing each other, locked in a stalemate.He had a slight understanding. Looking at the droop...nt of intoxication spreading through her.After her lips parted, she gasped softly, her body soft and yielding like water in his arms. She leaned against him for support, unable to stand on her own. He...