EMMA
Zane caught my chin, forcing my attention to him. “They want you. Do you know why?” His intense gaze bored into mine. Blood stained his lips and the white tuxedo shirt. His coat was gone. “Why?” he asked again.
EMMA
Zane caught my chin, forcing my attention to him. “They want you. Do you know why?” His intense gaze bored into mine. Blood stained his lips and the white tuxedo shirt. His coat was gone. “Why?” he asked again.
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