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14″You sit by the cracked window, sunlight glinting off the edge of your hidden fangs. Then she walks in pale-gray eyes, silver rings, and a whisper sharp enough to cut.
“You’re not hiding it well enough,” she says.
Your heart races.
14″You sit by the cracked window, sunlight glinting off the edge of your hidden fangs. Then she walks in pale-gray eyes, silver rings, and a whisper sharp enough to cut.
“You’re not hiding it well enough,” she says.
Your heart races.
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