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mean retreat. I

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ent planning suite. But the moment she stepped inside, Talia was alrea

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blood

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nerve," Elena sai

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look. Do you want m

f her head. "Five minutes.

mergency stairwell where voices wouldn't echo and no cameras

do you

u're planning the Maddox G

our co

he said, pulling his phone from h

. "That's none of y

ll have access to certain people in press circles. And I know

hed at her sides. "

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he said

ld think

need to.

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me down with you. And I didn't press charges becaus

arkened. "You were n

were neve

him and opened t

is ugly," he c

w clenched. "I

ter was still crawl

t want to - but because she didn't want Derek

time. Space

on could

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here," he

inked.

but your mind is five floor

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lie t

didn't sound like an accusa

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he said

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haled

around it anymore. They we

er thi

e gala," she said. "Or near

" Grayson said. "He

met hi

u," she w

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e table and gently touched her h

een them - bu

time, she wasn't surviving

er truth. With someon