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Crack. Crack. Crack. She goes on and on… and on. A sticky warm liquid travels down my spine and drips onto the floor. Drip. Drip. Drip. My eyes flutter closed and a tear falls down my cheek. I’m sorry, Elsa. I won’t keep my promise.
Twisted Kingdom (Royal Elite, #3)
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