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... She stared at the cloaked, shadowed figure of Ashlyn. "What are you talking about? You’re... you’re insane."
Ashlyn let out a low, soft laugh. It was a sound of private amusement, a sound that made the hairs on Lorena’s arms stand on end. Still crouched down, bringing her face level with Lorena’s. In the dim, pale moonlight, her eyes seemed to glitter with a cold, unfeeling light.
"Am I?" she whispered, her voice a sweet, poisonous secret. "In my last life, Lorena, I was the one ...
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