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... e that?" Vyan scolded, dropping her hand like it was on fire.
"How was I supposed to know the door would vanish into thin air? Not my fault your ancestors were obsessed with magical pranks," Iyana shot back, rolling her eyes.
"Well, if you didn't know, maybe you shouldn't have— never mind! Arguing with you is like debating with a brick wall."
"Glad you figured that out faster than usual." She gave him a tight, sarcastic smile and sauntered away.
Vyan took a deep b ...
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