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... ked exactly like I remembered it. It was spacious and nicely decorated with black leather couches. My light blue throw pillows were still on the sofa, a painful reminder of my old life here. The coffee table was covered with pastries and fruit, all arranged perfectly.
"The butler remembered what you like," Calvin said, pushing the tray toward me. "Try some."
The Bloodbane Pack’s pastry chef was famous, and I hadn’t eaten anything this good since I left this house. Still, I sat do ...
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