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... ng like a storm that wouldn’t settle. The air in the room felt heavier now, pressing down on his chest, thick with humiliation and disbelief. His hands were clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms, and the corners of his vision burned with unshed rage.
He had never imagined being spoken to like that again.
Threatened. Dismissed. As if he were a dog being told to sit and roll over.
And worst of all—by him.
Cassian exhaled sharply and kicked the edge of ...
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