Macky

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There were two of them. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t. And yet… I couldn’t breathe. I could barely think through the cacophony in my head. I wanted to claw my corset off and set it on fire. I wanted to run from this room and my life, and never look back.
Capturing the Devil (Stalking Jack the Ripper, #4)
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