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CHAPTER 24
Electa uncurled from her huddle and made herself sit up in the bed. She was already beginning to feel a bit better now the sickening shock had started to wear off.
“Can I get some water?” she asked, pushing back the tumbled tangle of hair from her face.
Adrastos stretched out a hand to pick up the flask standing on the bedside table and poured some chilled water into a glass.
“Thanks,” she mumbled but she kept her eyes lowered as she sipped.
She couldn’t look at him. She wished he would just go and… and get dressed, or something. Because she needed to be on her own so she could think.
‘Maribel…’ was playing over and over inside her head, alongside old lurid headlines like ‘The G
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