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... l burned the thought into his mind as he looked back at his sister.
She was smiling at him, warm and gentle. Anyone who knew her would know it was a lie. There was nothing warm about that smile. It was a mask. Always had been.
"Gazel," she said softly, "you were not in on it with Jarren, were you?"
Gazel’s eyes flicked to Jarren’s limp body. Then back to her.
He smiled.
A clean smile. Honest. Sincere.
"You really don’t think I would do something li ...
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