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17. I can take care of myself
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We arrived at Blackwood Estate just as the night was getting late. I quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car, hurriedly opening the passenger door. Sera was still asleep on Damon's lap. Her face was calm, but her body looked weak.
“That's enough for tonight,” I said as I looked at him with a firm but gentle tone. “You need your rest too.”
Damon looked at me with a flat expression. “I'm going back to the bar. My bike's still there.”
I sighed, feeling tired of Damon's stubbornness. “I'll send someone to get your bike. Go home and rest.”
“I can take care of myself,” Damon retorted, a defensive tone in his voice.
“Not tonigh
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