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... t the mirror, turning slightly to check the side view of my black formal coat.
Golden lines ran down the sleeves like veins, the embroidery too much for my taste, but apparently "fashionable" in the Central State.
Well, that was what Damien told me—
His voice echoed deep inside my head, bored as always. "You are an arrogant prick, Noah. The coat's just being accurate."
I groaned, ripping the suit off and tossing it onto the growing pile on the bed.
"I'm no ...
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