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TWENTY-SEVEN: The System

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MINTHE

The System

* * *

Pierre is standing right in front of me. His broad shoulders block the dim light from the window behind him, his jaw set in that hard, rigid line.

His blue eyes are wide, dark with an intense, raw emotion that I haven’t seen in him for months.

He is staring down at me, his breathing heavy and uneven, his chest rising and falling beneath my hands.

He heard everything. Every single word I just muttered to myself in the dark hallway.

“Minthe,”

I pull my hands back f
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