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Chapter Eight

His face is a portrait of a man haunted. He doesn't shield his anger that is conjured by whatever haunts his past. Instead, he barks for me to follow him out of his room.

I don't put up a fight. What's the use. The more I bare my teeth, the harder he bites back and if I'm not careful, there will be...

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