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... p> The voice is unmistakable. Sharp, quiet, and brimming with violence held on a leash. I turn, already knowing who I’ll see.
Daphne.
She stands there in the corridor like a black swan in a sea of grey marble—graceful, dangerous, composed. Her eyes are cold. Not the hysterical fire I expected. This is worse. Much worse.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about," I reply smoothly, slipping my hands into my pockets. "Many people dislike those who float around pretending to b ...
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