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Twenty Five
It takes a great deal of bravery to turn your back from people who hurt you, even if they are your family. Blood shouldn’t be a hindrance to someone’s happiness, especially yours.
“Eliza! What are you thinking?” Yulian hollered running to my side, taking away the hand of his father off my collar. “Why won’t you listen to me?” I stared at him blankly, I was too busy absorbing the latest fact about his family.
I couldn’t believe that Mikhail was part of the Zoryas. How could I m
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