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And that made Tara do exactly what was needed to be done.
She turned without requiring any more information, ready to barge out of the unsecured area when she heard her voice, her powerful, frightening, despicable voice, after seven long years.
"What's the hurry?"
Tara felt Inaya curling in her arms in fear, her hold tightened, her senses alarmed. She missed Donavan, she missed him so much.
"What do you want?" Tara said, confronting the woman, elegantly attempting to hide her fear, taking another step back, almost reaching the frame of the door, being sure that she was now on the radar of at least one camera outside.
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