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... ndered in my ears.
As we made our way back to Damon’s room, I had a foreboding feeling that this wasn’t going to end well for me. My palms turned sweaty. The maids gave me a strange look, as if I had done something unspeakable.
When we reached the door, the soldier knocked on the door.
"Come in!" Damon’s voice brought chills down my spine.
My back straightened; the tension in the air made it feel like I was found guilty and punishable by death. Cold beads of sweat ...
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