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... at on the far end of the sofa. I badly wanted to leave.
George sat between us. He kept glancing from Damien to Tiffany, then back again.
"Talk," he said again. "Both of you. You’re wolves, not pups. Use your words."
Nobody spoke.
Damien sat on the opposite end of the sofa from me. Tiffany stood near the fireplace, still wiping the corners of her eyes with the sleeve of her soft pink sweater.
I stared at the carpet. The tension in the room was thick enough ...
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