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Eighteen: World War III

Malea's POV

As soon as I walked into the office the next morning, I ran into Lucian. I gave a little yelp of surprise and he stabled the coffee cup in my hands, the hot liquid nearly scorching my hands. His hair was disheveled and he looked like he needed to get something off his chest.

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