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... ene of them reflecting and absorbing each other’s light was reminiscent of a galaxy. It was beautiful like art. However, it was a cruel reality to Grid. His hands were bloody as he hit, scratched, and tore at it, and bone could be seen through the torn skin.
“Your Majesty!”
“C-Calm down!”
The women who were once candidates to be Rebecca’s Daughters—originally, they were destined to be puppets of the ...
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