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41.FELIX YEATS (POV)

My eyes are fixed on the red mark on Isabelle’s arm. Heat rushes through my veins, making me clench my fingers into the palm of my left hand.

“What is that on your arm?” My voice comes out low, almost a growl.

She tries to hide it, covering it with her hand as if that could erase what’s clearly ma...

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