"Is that her?" "Yes! That's Sabine." Angie took her newlywed's hand as they hurried across the cobblestone road to the awaiting group. The others had obediently surrounded the sumptuous, emerald-eyed raven that in the autumn moonlight, appeared to hover above the centuries-old stone steps of the lesser-storied Parisian cathedral. As Sabine scanned the group, her long hair and gold
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