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muttered, rubbing his
ty porch of the manor, the l
out her?
mad by grief. She lost her family, her home, everything. Started 'mending' things. Anything. With wh
Chloe' s spine. "Th
table nearby crackled t
ve is clear. Help Mother H
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lost more already,
a figure emerged from the
and g
clothing, layers of dark fabric
shadow and what looked
r Hem
, creaking grace that
a biker jacket and a
is this? I ain't helping no
nged
lock didn'
, long, skeletal
med at Jax, but
the leather jacket ripped from h
r, seeming to melt into th
ified sound, as he was le
ock glided
ack, but she
uched his b
she dragged him effortlessly int
trail mark
dry whisper like rustling
t patch.
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