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... cold night air greeted me, wrapping around me like a silent promise of violence to come. I didn't bother looking back. Abigail? Not my concern anymore.
"As I said to her... cross the line, and I'll cross it worse."
This time, I wasn't just crossing it. I was erasing the damn line.
The moment I left, I had already made my decision—I wouldn't be back for at least three days. And I wasn't going to explain myself to anyone. Not her. Not anyone.
As I walked into the e ...
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