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Imprinted
The two of us stare at each other for what feels like a lifetime, but only moments pass. The sound of footsteps retreating has her glancing towards the group she was just with before her eyes landed on mine once more. She has icy blue eyes, just like Viper. Her body is frail and thin, but she’s like a damn replica, and staring at her has my heart racing in my chest. Each thump is more painful than the last as I stare into the eyes of what feels like a ghost. “You’re…. You’re her… the girl who was with his son…” Her voice trembles as panic floods her voice. Her eyes dip down, frantically searching my uniform before her brows pinch together, “I do…. I don’t understand.” I swallow down the pain I feel from her mention of Luka Draven and our time spent here on these very grounds. “His s
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