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's chest like a physical blow. He
reckage flashed violently in her mind. Her throat constricted
skin. He noticed the moisture in her eyes, and th
ind Brion, tracked his boss'
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sharp heel of her stiletto firmly on
to yell, but her forward mom
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al morphed into a pathetic, h
ward. The blinding flash of a dozen c
purchase and clamped down hard onto Gemma's fore
lf. She leaned into the pull, using her own body wei
ly like a tragic accident: the clumsy best friend slippin
the marble steps, her knees s
ntaining perfect posture as she descended. S
ce as sharp as a blade, "and the Mendoza famil
spirit completely crushed by th
tform. Brion was alr
dark, seething rage. His gaze was locked onto Katelyn's
manic violence brewi
someone else be t
rom Katelyn's grip with a vio
steps, collapsing in a crumpled, und
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