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CHAPTER EIGHTY-SEVEN

Winter’s POV

The next morning, the house felt quieter than usual. Damon had left early with all the remnants of his things that were in my house, the sound of the front door closing waking me just as the sun rose. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to piece together how to move forwar...

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