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... , and her chest was heavy with guilt.

"I let you stay here under the condition you wouldn’t be causing any trouble. However, if you carry on causing trouble and entice others into doing so, get out of here."

Sylas’s harsh, cold words stabbed Violet’s heart, sharper than any blade could ever. Her lips parted, unable to process her emotions for a second. Tears gathered in her eyes— a trail left on her cheek.

The thrill she experienced today already made her feel exhausted a ...

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