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I’d gone to Valhalla hoping to take my mind off her. That’d backfired as well. I could’ve gone home with any woman I wanted, and I chose to come home to the one who didn’t want me. A caustic laugh singed my throat. Fate was a fucking bitch.
Twisted Lies (Twisted, #4)
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