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Author: Saeeda
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Chapter Ninety-Eight

“What did you do to Clara?”

Damien’s voice sliced down the hallway the second Aria stepped out of the guest room.

She froze mid-step. “What?”

He came at her fast, face red, eyes wild in a way she’d never seen. “Don’t act like you don’t know,” he yelled. “What the hell did you do?”

Aria’s pulse jumped into her throat. “Damien, slow down. What are you talking about?”

“She’s sick,” he snapped. “Throwing up everywhere. Collapsed right in front of me. And you’re standing here pl
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