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... ire was burning low, casting shadows on the walls. Damon was leaning back, sipping his wine with a smirk on his face. Kael, as usual, said nothing, just sat there, staring at nothing like his mind was somewhere else.
"She’s still alive?" I asked, not really expecting an answer.
Damon gave a short laugh. "Yeah. Barely. She looked like she was about to drop dead in the hallway earlier."
I didn’t laugh.
I just stared at the fire. The crackling logs reminded me of how ...
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