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 CHAPTER FIFTEEN

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BECCA'S POV

I sped towards Mrs. Wonder's shop at full throttle, throwing both caution and all sense of self-preservation to the wind.

By my side sat Cole, his face set like flint and his body oozing spear-tipped focus. He said nothing, but I could tell a thousand thoughts were churning through his mind at once. I let my eyes linger on him for a moment, then focused on the road again, uncomfortable with the awkward silence in the vehicle.

Sam must have read my mind, speaking in a low tone that br
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