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The inconsiderate bastard didn’t look a minute older than the day he left. Still slender and sharp, tall and dark, with glacial eyes and hands Edward had wished would hold his more than once since he’d been admitted. The only noticeable difference was the black suit Jonathan was wearing, and the absence of the blow that saw him lowered into the ground with half his skull crushed in.
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