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... vet chair in Easton's office. The ornate clock on the wall ticked, each second of tiredness a reminder of the endless night she had spent talking to Vyan.
Easton stood by his mahogany desk, a stack of papers in his hands. His polished boots clicked softly against the marble floor as he paced, his gaze fixed on the documents before him.
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He barely noticed her struggle to stay awake.
"Iyana, you don't need ...
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