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“What the-” I mutter, abruptly sitting up and putting my bedside light on as my bedroom door bursts open with a bang.
“What the hell, Nolan?!” Cora screams, rushing inside the room, fuming before grabbing my favorite painting and throwing it across the room, causing me to jump off the bed and restrain her as she heads for my stereo amplifiers. I glance at the doors, wondering if they swung close or if the whole palace heard her but I’m relieved to see they are closed.
“f**k! What the hell are you doing, Cora?! What the hell is this?!”
“You lied to me again, you traitorous piece of s**t! Why the hell is he still alive, Nolan?! Why is Anselm still breathing?!”
Fuck, I thought I had until morning before she found out.
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