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... en I left that body, I threw away any chance I had at a happy ending. But if I didn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to protect her, I would have lost the stupid thing in another week or so anyway. Everything seemed to lead to a dead-end.
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. "He’s busy," I said, the excuse tasting like ash in my mouth. "There are things he has to handle. He—"
"Stop."
The word tore deeper into me than the cultist’s blade. She wasn’t yelling, wasn’t lashi ...
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