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... lled the air, but unfortunately, appetite was now nonexistent—not with her sitting at our usual table.
From a distance, I could already see Deena seated beside Penelope, her expression casual, like she didn't have a single care in the world. Like she hadn't plotted to kill me.
My fists clenched instinctively, my nails pressing hard into my palms as my mind replayed what Seraphina had told me during that nightmare.
Deena had plotted my death.
Deena, one of the few ...
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