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... d Lucien.
His face is hard as ice as he lifts a bloodied hand to my chin. I flinch, but he grips my jaw anyway, tilting my head left and right, examining the bruises Alfie’s fists left on my cheeks, smearing Lord Ashwynd’s blood against my skin.
"You could’ve stopped it," he says after what feels like an eternity, voice soft. "Why didn’t you?"
There is no one response to that question. It was a lot of reasons, none of which I am willing to share. I smack his hand off my c ...
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