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... t’s not Grayson’s lazy drawl that greets them—it’s Daphne’s voice.
She steps out, framed by the dim hallway lights like some unwilling angel descending into a pit of wolves. Her caramel hair catches the yellow glow, her arms crossed over her chest. Even the way she leans against the door screams Bellamy restraint. That computed grace their father loves so much... the kind that hides disgust beneath diplomacy.
"Has anyone seen Lira?" she asks, eyes sweeping the group with bored di ...
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