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... essor... who really are you?"
The words hung in the air.
Jax blinked.
"What does that mean?"
Astrid took a breath. Her eyes locked onto his.
"I mean... which one is really you?"
She leaned forward slightly.
"The one who always insults people? Scares them? The arrogant bastard who’s involved in every mess—fighting prince, arguing with professors, making enemies wherever he goes?"
She paused.
"Or..."
Her voice softened ...
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