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CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO

Damon's POV

The antiseptic scent of the clinic felt too familiar, too sharp, as I shifted in the chair in Dr. Grayheart’s office. My leg bounced, the nervous energy impossible to contain. Winter sat across from me, clipboard in hand, her posture professional yet attentive.

This wasn’t the firs...

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