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... to give blood again?"
James Grant refused to make a call, lowering his gaze.
Evelyn Clayton gritted her teeth, "How much can I give? I’ve already given before, I can’t just be bled dry without knowing why, right?"
If she couldn’t know how her blood was used, the few times she almost died from excessive blood loss left her feeling utterly wretched, the kind where one can’t die in peace.
"Should I go?"
James Grant’s tall figure relaxed a bit as he stood laz ...
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