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“Shit, I’m sorry,” I blurted and spun back into the hallway, slamming the door behind me, my heart pounding. “Fucking knock.” Moth sounded furious, but his voice shook. The shame swelled, making me bite my lip. “I’m so sorry, Moth.” I stood there clenching the door handle tight in a sweaty hand. “I didn’t realise—I—”
Moth (Monstrous, #5)
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