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LIES AND TRAPS

AYLA'S POV

By the time I push open the back door of the bakery, my heart has still not stopped hammering against my ribs. My hands are shaking and my mind won’t stop spinning.

And the night air doesn't help my mood with the way it clings to me, cold and damp, and yet, it does nothing to smother...

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