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... ked like she’d seen death itself standing in front of her. Her lips trembled as she tried to form words, broken sounds spilling from her throat.
“C-Calhoun... p-please... y-you don’t m-mean it, do you? I-I’ll change. Please, have m-mercy—”
I raised my hand slowly, two fingers pressed against my mouth. Silence. The whimpering stopped instantly. My eyes locked on hers, murderously, deliberately, making sure she saw every ounce of hatred carved into my face. If hatred could bleed, i ...
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