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” Mr. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. ‘You would say that already then you love me?’ His glance was a caress and Melusine’s resolve weakened. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. “He is not—I don’t like him.
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