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... cer clothes, or even any clothes that she hadn't worn every day for months. Fucking bitch burning down her home like that, destroying her wardrobe.

She could feel her face twisting into a vicious sneer just thinking about that… thing… that followed her man around like that. It was no wonder the Goddess didn't want her to live; she really didn't deserve to be polluting the same air as the rest of them.

"Come in," came a low, commanding voice on the other side of the wooden doors. ...

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