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... s bloodied as it seeped between his fingers as he clutched his injured hand. His fingers, swollen and unnaturally bent, looked broken as a sharp wince left from his lips. His eyes burned with defiance, but the pain was undeniable as he glared at Lucas. "I’m not apologizing," he spat. "Not to her. Not to anyone."
Lucas stood unmoving but relaxed, his eyes cold. His hands remained in his pockets. "You’re making this harder than it needs to be," he said.
Zane’s lips curled into a sn ...
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