Desiree

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“I…” I pause, not totally sure what to say. “I am so sorry. I promise this won’t happen again.” I back away as he stands there, glaring at me. It’s hard to make out his exact expression in the darkened room, but I can feel his energy, and it’s dangerous. When I reach the traitorous doorway, I can’t help but add, “You know, unless you want it to.” “Gwen, what the—”
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