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... ng the fire dance like it could somehow burn the truth out of the air.
His limbs went cold—cold with the realization that his past life, his hell, his quiet unraveling had never been a tragic twist of fate.
It had been a plan.
Her plan.
Misty’s.
The only person he was supposed to trust. His own mother.
He could almost hear her voice now—sweet, perfumed, too light for the weight of the things she never said. The hand that smoothed his hair after eac ...
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