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Most people fell in love with a smile, a glance, a touch.
Lucian Blackwood fell in love with the sound of her laughter as she accidentally set her notebook on fire and then blamed the pen.
She was chaos. Pure, undiluted madness wrapped in oversized sweaters and mismatched socks, and Lucian couldn't look away. Maybe he should've. Maybe a sane man would've run the moment she tried to befriend a pigeon at the café and named it Lord Flapwing.
But Lucian wasn't sane. Not when it came to her.
He memorized the way her eyes widened when she got a ridiculous idea (which was often), and how her smile tilted just slightly to the left when she was lying. Isla Sinclair was a walking storm with no warning system, and Lucian had willingly stepped into the eye of it.
Because somewhere beneath the madness, the chaos, the unpredictability-was a girl who had no idea someone could love her this much.
And Lucian? He wasn't going anywhere.
Not even if she set him on fire next.
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