Desiree

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“One month.”  I blinked. “What?” It was eerie how that was the same time frame I’d given Willow this morning. Narrowing my eyes, I stared at my brother.  “Whatever you’re doing that’s distracting you… You can have one more month. And then I expect you to bring her here, to me, and return to my side.” 
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