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... shiver that ran through Elsa’s body.
Her hot tears trickled down her face, touching my hand, which was still covering her mouth.
Meanwhile, Rowland kept doing his thing, holding Mr. Thatcher by the neck while having his right hand digging into his stomach, drawing out blood and his organs.
"Look at all that fat." Rowland whistled, licking the blood off his right hand and turning his gaze to Elsa.
She squirmed, mumbling something incoherent, thanks to my hand on h ...
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