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It would have been much better for Anelia if Dexter had raced to wherever it was he was driving them to in a fit of anger. At least that way she would be able to feel less guilty of how she had handled the situation. She nervously eyed him as he sat behind the wheel, but he never once looked her way.
When the car gradually stoppe
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