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... small plate, something simple she must have forgotten the first time. Bread and butter, her movements are slower now, cautious in a way they weren’t before.
I’m halfway through standing when she stops beside me.
"Elaine," she says softly.
I look up at her.
Her eyes are fixed on my neck, looking intensely at the juncture between my neck.Like she’s making sure she isn’t mistaken,
"That mark," she says. "What happened?"
Zane stiffens across the table, ...
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