Shelby

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All the oxygen is sucked from my lungs as I come face to face with him. His amber eyes eat me up, his lips turned up into a sleazy smirk. That scar that runs along his left cheek. The face that haunts me.  Dante. My abuser. My rapist. My nightmare.
Devoted (Beneath the Mask, #3)
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