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... ed up the memory of her smirk. That same sharp little curl of the lips that tore through Arthur’s soul in the courtroom.
Marcella Luminaries.
My hands tightened before I noticed, nails cutting into skin until warm blood slipped between my fingers. The strange part was the rush that followed. She’s alive. She’s still breathing.
Good.
Because knowing she’s out there doesn’t calm me. It twists something in my head, makes the whole world feel crooked. I won’t feel ste ...
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