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's chest like a physical blow. He

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skin. He noticed the moisture in her eyes, and th

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sharp heel of her stiletto firmly on

to yell, but her forward mom

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ward. The blinding flash of a dozen c

purchase and clamped down hard onto Gemma's fore

lf. She leaned into the pull, using her own body wei

ly like a tragic accident: the clumsy best friend slippin

the marble steps, her knees s

ntaining perfect posture as she descended. S

ce as sharp as a blade, "and the Mendoza famil

spirit completely crushed by th

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dark, seething rage. His gaze was locked onto Katelyn's

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rom Katelyn's grip with a vio

steps, collapsing in a crumpled, und

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