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43. War Zone

Antonio stood there, seething.

The shop was a war zone—glass shards glinted like treacherous ice on the floor, necklaces and rings lay scattered amidst velvet displays torn apart. He cursed out loud, his hands curling into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms hard enough to leave crescen...

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