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“Must be confusing yours with mine.” Angel smirks, winking at her.  “Don’t start,” Daniel chides, his gaze straying to mine, but I look away.  The crack in my chest deepens, but oddly enough, there’s no ache behind it. I don’t ponder over why. Instead, I hold the flashlight just like he instructed.
Please Don't Go (The Midnight Strike, #1)
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