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... around the heavy porcelain figurine. She saw it was Eric. His face was a mask of shock and alarm. He gently but firmly took the figurine from her grasp and set it back down on the table with a soft click.
Delia’s wild gaze darted back to the door. Augusta was gone. A choked, frustrated sob escaped her lips. She turned on Eric, her eyes blazing with a grief-stricken fury.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed, her voice a raw, broken sound. "You are not supposed to be here! It is ...
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