48. A Tug of War

Point of View: Dakota Black

DAY THREE

“Well then, buy me a Cinderella dress if you hate these sheets so much on me.” Emara growls, following me out of the house.

I turn around, grabbing her by arms and halting together. I feel her jolt in my clutch, and the dark side of me like those tre...

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