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... said gently, as if it were simply a fact of nature.
Rafael couldn’t respond. He didn’t have the language. He barely had oxygen.
Gregoris glanced at his watch, a sleek, matte-black model that definitely wasn’t civilian standard.
"I would love to stay and bask in your emotional deterioration a little longer," he said pleasantly, "but unfortunately my day is full."
Rafael blinked, dazed. "Your day?"
Gregoris gave him a polite, elegant nod. "Yes. I have two b ...
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