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... Grant’s voice was icy, "Didn’t you have a lot to say? Stand right there, in front of everyone, spell it out word by word, make sure every single person hears you."
His words were playful and mocking.
The box was already heavy with loaded, scrutinizing glances; now, as they all landed on Eleanor, not a single one bothered to hide.
Mocking. Disdainful.
They drowned her.
Damian pushed forward, shielding her, only to be swiftly dragged away by Phoebe Grant. ...
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