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An afternoon spent in Hannibal’s library uncovers a folio of charcoal sketches—and shatters Alana’s illusion of safety.
[Lips obscenely stretched around fingers; eyes half-lidded beneath lashes clumped with moisture. It’s a close portrait of Will’s face, dominated by a pair of hands that can only belong to Hannibal, one cradling the jaw while the other is pushing three thick fingers past parted lips.
She almost looks away; she doesn’t wish to invade her friend’s privacy any further, and begins flipping the sketch, but something stops her.
She looks at the charcoal drawing again. Something is wrong. She stares and it doesn’t take long for the realization to dawn on her.
Will’s eyes aren’t lidded with lust.
They are half-lidded from unconsciousness.]