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Ripped In Half
After remembering how to breathe again, I decide to ignore his observation. “I came here to tell you how sorry I am about the other evening, I had no idea that I was-” “Why do I sense dark magic on you?” he interrupts me with a warning tone inside his voice. It makes me lose my focus for a second. Then, I frown. Is he seriously not even going to acknowledge that I’m trying to apologize to him? I let out a sharp breath. “Can I just explain that later? After I apologize for controlling you with magic?” I ask, my voice growing more and more quiet as he stares at me with that dark gaze. I shut my mouth, realizing that I’m about to get an earful. He walks from behind the table, stopping right in front of me, while still keeping a safe distance between us. He crosses his arms against his ches
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