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... e, always witty with his replies—something that infuriated him more than anything, even though Dante was his very own son.
Then, unexpectedly, he laughed. The sound was sharp, cruel, echoing off the stained walls like the bark of a hyena.
"You speak so highly of her," he sneered. "But you don’t even know what she’s capable of, Dante. Especially to you. You’re so drunk in love that if she asked you to drink poison just to make her day shine brighter, you’d blindly do it."
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