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... g into me like a cold wave. She wasn’t the killer.
If Astrid didn’t kill that poor feral girl.... then that means the real murderer had been out there this whole time. Watching. Waiting. Lurking.
A chill traced down my spine.
We’d gotten it all wrong. I had gotten it wrong. And worse? The killer was still loose, still walking these halls. Still breathing the same air as Elise, Felix.... and me.
No.
I gripped the blanket tighter around my body, the soft fab ...
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