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Chapter 43: The Girl
I woke up to fingers stroking my hair, and I knew who it was even before I felt the cold metal of his rings against my forehead. “You f****d up,” Matteo said quietly. For a second I worried he was talking to me. Then I heard distant footsteps and realized someone else was here. “She was gonna run.” That was Lucas. The little f*****g douche kabob. “You told me to bring her here, and I did,” he continued. “If you wanted someone to hold her hand, then maybe you shouldn’t have sent me.” “I sent you because I trusted you,” Matteo murmured. “I can see now that was a mistake.” Lucas sucked in a sharp breath. I mentally cheered. You tell him, Matteo. In the short silence that followed, I attempted to get some sort of clue on where I was. I was lying on a mattress, that much I knew.
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