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concern, but the threat

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phone and went

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face darkened as he released my

ng bitter and

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sthetic disaster. I am simple-

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back did

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weakness. It was jus

out a thick stack of documents.

blood-severance papers for me weeks ago,

heavy parch

gn

s and let out a d

ave The Family? I am not p

le floor. They scattered across th

child. Grow up and acce

d calmly picke

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his arms, defen

fection was draining. A di

. I gripped the papers tigh

ou to rep

ng my flaws with

to come home safe. He ha

time for civilian t

gnored them," I counte

e drove me insan

to the wolves

voice echoing off

of New York. I am

nto my bag, zipping it shu

u played your pa

around the cold handle of the suitcase, pulling it from the shadows. As

se directly into his legs

desperate texts to the rival famil

ad, all traces of the

Sienna, and my protection i

clear," he claim

uggage to the

r to the cold night

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er one last time, meeting hi

ever believing you

erything I had left, and the phone in my pocket held everything I would need to destroy him. The woman who had wo

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