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... ge roll and began cutting it into smaller pieces. The intense stare that Isabell directed at him rolled off his pale skin like water off the back of a duck. At this point, he’d lost count of how many determined, focused people he’d sat across a table from, and the look she gave him was no different from the hostile looks he’d received from men who were old when she was still a child.
"Wasn’t it always said that she kept to herself?" Marcel asked as though the answer was common knowledge. ...
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