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... to form words but forgot how to speak.
Damon stood stiff beside me, trying and failing to hide the smug smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
I crossed my arms over my chest, tilting my head slightly, waiting. "Well?" I asked, my voice sweet but carrying an unmistakable edge.
Theo swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing visibly. His eyes darted between me and Damon, as though hoping this wasn’t real. "You... you’re... you’re here?" he finally stammered.
Damon ...
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