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... uldn't have been more than an hour, and Seraphina sat stiffly in the backseat of the black car Gianna had sent to pick her up.
She clutched the handle of her carry-on bag, her knuckles turning white as her mind raced.
She was dreading seeing Gianna again and having to deal with her crazy aunt under the same roof. Her emotions, as they were, were already all over the place, so she wasn't too confident about her self-control.
Sighing, she shook her head, trying to push thos ...
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