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... y reserved for cockroaches. Elodie didn’t need a manual to translate it. You’re trash. Sienna’s a saint. She’d seen that look a thousand times.
So she didn’t flinch. She didn’t drop her eyes. She just stared right back, cold and empty, then deliberately looked away as if he were a piece of uninteresting architecture.
Her heels clicked sharply on the marble as she walked past them. She walked parallel actually, close enough that her shoulder almost brushed Rex’s arm, treating them ...
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