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... sharp shard of porcelain pressed against her cheek.
I had pushed hard enough to break skin. A thin line of blood slid down her face.
My own hand wasn’t any better. The porcelain had cut deep into my palm. Blood dripped down the shard and onto the floor.
The Wilchers had dragged and shoved me around. My hair was a mess. My clothes were wrinkled. I must have looked wild.
But I stood straight.
I refused to bow.
Then I saw Lewis.
All the anger ...
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