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The moment I was about to turn away, Clark’s harsh, gravelly voice made my skin crawl. He had heard me. It was obvious.
“It’s not good to eavesdrop, little Anne.”
He used the nickname Thomas had given me with mockery, and that, that made me a bit angry. They both turned to me. Kenzie looked at m...
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