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Chapter Forty Four: A Marvellous Little Liar

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I woke with my face pressed into the pillow, my limbs leaden and my skin humming with a dull ache.

The Wolf was gone. The heat that had anchored me to the mattress was replaced by a chill, though the sheets still smelled faintly of my surrender. I didn't move for a long while. I couldn't.

My mind kept flickering back to the bathroom—the sound of sloshing water, the cold tile against my wrists, and the way I had eventually stopped fighting and started wanting.

That was the part that burned wors
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