No More Chances, Mr. Thorne

cabin door a day later, his parents t

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miliar contempt that no longer hurt, only confirmed. "You let

ked horrified b

ite healthy to me, Julian. Perhaps

votion to Cassie Dane. Her aura... it's not go

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called her in hushed tones in my past life, after it was too late fo

ore? They were the results of her reckless living,

I said, turning to go back

my arm, his fin

e snarled. "I love Cassie. I'll always love Cass

him then,

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iphon, and he was willingl

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