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... ’s not like that."
He stepped forward, reaching out to hold Claire Caldwell in his arms, but grasped at nothing. His body slammed against the shelf, causing a glass trophy to wobble and then crash, shattering all over the floor.
The broken glass cut his arm, leaving a bloodied gash, with bright red blood dripping down his long, alabaster fingers onto the light gray marble tiles.
The sting in his arm snapped him back to reality. He looked around in a daze, but there was no ...
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