By the time Lizzie realized she had been staring at his marble likeness for a long time, she was all alone in the gallery. As there was no one in there but her, she allowed her hands to reach toward the bust. It was so smooth and cool to the touch. Whoever the artist was, they had done a superb job. His chiseled square jaw, his regal nose, his eyebrows, his hair, his eyes… his lips
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