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CHAPTER 50: The Slave (Sage POV)

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I stood outside Dante's door for maybe three seconds before knocking. Hard. Hard enough that my knuckles stung.

"What?" His voice came through muffled and irritable.

"It's me. Let me in."

A pause. Then footsteps. The door swung open to reveal Dante looking like he'd aged a decade in the hour since he'd left my room. His hair stuck up at odd angles like he'd been running his hands through it, and the shadows under his eyes had deepened to bruises.

"Did

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