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was cold beneath me, but his presence burned-close, solid, threatening. He hadn't let go of my hand
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evealing tiredness beneath the control. "Because someon
up my spine.
ice low. "Tell me something, Aria. Has anyone ever caution
voice echoed in my head-Some
"My parents died when I was little.
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hind a quiet building. The doors closed behind us with a final, ec
ng me out. The instant my feet touched the earth, I fel
nd simple. Safe, maybe. But
aid. "No windows. No phones. No
ke me feel better?"
his voice falling. "It's the
tec
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d onto mine. "
g my wrist, then paused-hesitatio
efore I co
crescent-shaped mark just beneath my skin. I'd h
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irthmark," he r
tered. "Then
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suddenly thro
ntrolled.
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