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his face contorted with

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sure she can' t h

throat. "Ethan, no! Y

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s having me forcibly

oked up, a malicious glin

lone. To cool off. To think." Her voice was deceptively soft.

. I knew wha

he walls of the room

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sound of

r creak

d in the doorway. Not

ering. A smell of stale cigarette

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