She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved — Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
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She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved for people who were able to love deeply enough that they could be destroyed by it.

— Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Noah's Story
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