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... he silence, a jagged blade of a scream.
"Get the hell out of here! You know what, I actually thank God every day for this darkness, if only because it spares me the sight of your wretched face."
Isabella did not flinch. She moved toward her with a cold, rhythmic grace, stopping just inches from the woman who sat staring defiantly into the void. Isabella traced the hollows of Olivia’s face with her eyes—eyes that searched for a flicker of the woman she once knew.
For a fle ...
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