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“I— I thought you were a—” “Monster? I am.” “—murderer.” “Also correct,” he bites out, like he tore the words from a carcass and spat them at me.  “I thought you fed on people!” There’s the faintest softening of his eyes. “Only one. Now and forever.” 
To Flame a Wild Flower (Crystal Bloom, #3)
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