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Without Diego, it was hard to gauge whether it was the medication or the aftermath of everything that had happened.
“I don’t know,” I groaned, my frustration clear. “I didn’t expect any of this.”
“Frederick will be back,” Jamie said, his voice tinged with urgency. Blood was smeared on his chest and neck, and he winced as he wiped his face. “We gotta be prepared.”
“I got this, I swear,” I said, trying to sound confident. But their stressed-out faces told me I must’ve missed something crucial while I was unconscious.
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