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... er the weight of a night that refused to end. The dim light cast harsh shadows across her tear-streaked face. In front of her, Demian towered a silhouette swallowing any remnants of hope she might have clung to.
"Look at me, Val," Demian’s voice was sharp, dangerously soft like a whisper from the grave. His hand clamped around her chin, forcing her gaze upward.
"Do you really think your tears mean anything to me?"
Valerie sobbed, trying to swat his hand away, but her stre ...
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