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Chapter 53
Alyssa Inside the elevator, the déjà vu feeling creeps back in. I look around, trying to figure out where I've seen something like this before. Isaac's law firm? No. "Alyssa," Gray's voice snaps me out of it, and when I turn to look at him, for a split-second, I swear I see him as a kid, standing in exact same spot—nine, maybe ten years old. What the hell? "Why are you staring at me like that?" he asks, raising a brow. I shake my head, still freaked out. "Oh, nothing," I mumble, trying to ignore the strange sensation crawling under my skin. How have I been here before? His gaze narrows, but he lets it go. "I hope you weren't too afraid down there." I shrug. "Nope. I put together a gun in like thirty seconds, so I think they were actually somewhat impressed." From the corner of m
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