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... death experience.
His face was as pale as a ghost—ironically fitting, considering the absolute horror he had just endured.
His legs felt like jelly, his heartbeat was still hammering against his chest like an overexcited drummer, and worst of all, his dignity had been completely and utterly shattered.
He had entered that haunted house with the noble (and totally romantic) goal of making Emily cling to him in fear, but somehow, he had been the one screeching like a terrifi ...
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