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... d. The "homesickness" she had felt earlier was now screaming in her.
Lucain.. she tried to whisper, but as Elena’s blackened nail sank into the center of the mark, the red lines ignited.
Isabella scream tore through, her back arched so violently that the wooden frame of the bed groaned under the pressure.
The world was no longer stone and shadow. It was a blinding white. Every nerve ending was a live wire, sparking with a pain so absolute it transcended the physical.
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