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... e urge that threatened to detonate inside him. He set her down, stroked her cheek, and left without looking back.
Eleanor listened to his footsteps fade away, her body collapsing like silk unwinding, gasping for breath.
Elsewhere, at The Grant Family’s house.
Cillian walked into the living room, carrying with him a chilling, repressed intensity.
Mr. Grant stood up as soon as he saw him, waved his hand, and headed upstairs. "To the study."
It was still befo ...
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