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... dy ascending the wooden stairs with minimal effort as if he was carrying mere air and not a grown human like her.
Instinctively, she tightened her grip around his shoulders, pressing herself closer as the steps beneath them groaned and creaked ominously. A scream hovered at the tip of Violet’s tongue when one particularly fragile plank let out a cracking sound, her heart seizing at the thought of them crashing down. And breaking her pretty neck.
Violet wanted to tell Roman to sto ...
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