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... hold a poker face all you want, but I can see within you that it stirs you up," Crow said while following behind with a smile.

"You're completely right. Every time you open your mouth and those vile words spill out, it makes me want to stick my blade in your neck. There's never…there's never been a person I've sincerely wanted to kill besides you," Finn admitted, looking at the pale-haired man. "Everything about you is

wrong

to me–well, not everything. That small part tha ...

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