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r. Everybody just went about their tasks and only spoke to one another when it was

d she could feel goosebumps sprout on her skin. If one looked at her close enough, they would see the

ould respond to her. Since she arrived, nobody had spared her anything more th

ot eyes had met hers as soon as she stepped foot in the room; that gaze had her rooted in that spot, unable to do anything

uld see through her, that scared her even more. For a moment, she thought that Dant

ea

that moment had rendered her stiff and dumbfounded. She saw one of his brows rise, whether in threat or in question, sh

was very unlike her to crave such things, but what she had just seen was enough to justify her longing. That ma

one to call Sara when someone

wide eyes, filled with nothing but fear. The w

nued. Her eyes reduced to slits, causing the corner of her e

earth that could have been more confused than she was. S

ff must be away." The woman stepped closer and, in a little ov

s stand there with her lips gaped. At that moment, her mind was a whirlwind, spiraling uncontrollably. The way Dante had looked at her,

wn the stairs and out the mansion. She needed to s

°

" Sara flicked her wrist, waving off ev

r head. "His eyes are the scariest things I have seen in my life." Just the mere remembranc

s dead wife, what is the big deal in that?" Sara asked, unable to

reasons with her. With a sigh, she lifted the bottle of whiskey between them and refille

minded her. But Genesis did not care, this was the only way she

hould happen?" Sara threw that question and Genesis paused with her glass

worse

able of do

like he co

the fact that her answer to all those questions was yes. It was possib

, she flushed the whiskey down her throat, concentrating on burn. She did not want to think of that scary man