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... same thing.
A chill crept down his spine. ’That can’t be a coincidence...’
It could only point to one possibility: Cassandra truly possessed some method of reading others’ thoughts.
The moment that idea fully formed, he slowly pushed himself to his feet. His heartbeat grew heavier and louder, as if echoing inside his skull.
’Even if she is a plagiarist... does she deserve to die?’
The question lingered, but it did not calm him.
Even in the previou ...
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