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... is ragged. And then an audible gasp echoes the moment I utter the name ’Lucifer’.
I turn my neck— gaze focusing at the direction of the gasp. And I see that it’s Jennette— she’s sitting on her bed. Momentarily frozen in shock as she holds the polish brush she was using to polish her toenails.
Her reaction says it all— her visible quivers, her widened eyes, and her trembling trembling hands that she slowly covers her mouth with..
I squint my eyes, zooming in on her. And f ...
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