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It was time. “Michael,” Kai whispered. I looked to Kai, all of us following his gaze out toward the street and the start of the pathway leading up to the gazebo. She stood there, and my throat swelled with a lump, and for some fucking reason, I was about to burst wide open. Shit.
Nightfall (Devil's Night, #4)
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