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Chapter 17
Erick Seagulls. Those nasty little things. If I could only get my hands on one of those damn brats! Yeah, as if that would be of any help. You cut off one, and a thousand take its place. Ah, the benefits of having a beach house. I didn't need an alarm clock. These damn pests did a fine job of waking you up at three o’clock in the morning. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up groggily. I was startled into looking around the room when I couldn’t feel that familiar warmth next to me. Somehow, I ended up falling asleep next to her last night, afraid that if I left her alone, Emiel might get to her again. “Alina?” I called out. Did she leave as soon as I was out? I couldn’t blame her for that if she did. Yesterday, hell, the whole week, has been terrible for her. She needed to know t
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