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Chapter 28

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Damon's POV

I barely looked at Rachel as I left the room.

Not because I didn't notice her. Not because I didn't hear the edge in her voice or see the way her chin lifted in quiet defiance.

But because if I did - if I gave in to whatever pull was forming between us - I might make a mistake.

And I couldn't afford mistakes.

I walked down the dimly lit corridors of the packhouse, my footsteps barely making a sound. The weight of the day pressed against me, heavier than it should have been
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