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42. Scorn.
We all met back at my home. Sera immediately went to find Barima, and I did not stop her from going to the source of the blood trails. I secretly hoped she'd slip and fall. That she'd die again. I focused on my anger to stop the urge to be near her, to feed from her. Her brother accompanied her, with his eyes on the back of his head. I couldn't have spoken to her or neared her of I tried. Ivara also cut me off from any conversation. I tried to initiate talk about family and bloodlines, but she told me flatly that I deserved none of that knowledge. Not even my parents want to deal with me. They followed Ivara to another room.
"So, I got you exactly what you wanted. Do you still plan to sit here and act like an asshole all evening? Thanks are in order."
"I wanted to back out. That bastard she carries is not mine. I no longer wanted her."
&n
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