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SILAS’S POV
“Mother?” I called, cocking my head to the side, feeling rather uncomfortable with her stare.
Growing up, my mother had her ways of getting me to fess up when I made mistakes or did something behind her back. One way that always worked and creeped the hell out of me at the same time wa...
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