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“You’re righter than you know, cherub. You did force me to leave you. Seven years is a long time to wait, especially for someone like me. A word of caution: I’m not leaving again.”
The guard slows, flashing me a cold look. “Don’t stare at me, slave.” I’m so fucking sick of this world already. “Nice tail, asshole,” I mutter.
