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... re to the damn room.
He looked like he was one second away from shifting—which was wild, considering he was five. But that’s how deep his loathing ran.
He wasn’t scared of Ivan like he had been earlier. He despised him. And the part that gutted me was that I couldn’t even blame him.
Impressions mattered to kids, and Ivan—Neanderthal that he was—had disappointed my little boy twice in a row.
Worst of all, he had cornered his mummy against a wall like a fucking brut ...
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