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Tessa’s face flashed in my mind, and the way she’d looked at me after seeing my memories—the ones that had revealed the worst moments of my life. There had been no disgust there, but there’d also been no pity. Just understanding. And I could not let that monster control her for the rest of her life.
Of Ash and Embers (The Mist King, #2)
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