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TWENTY FOUR
CAMILLE'S POV He was right. Maybe the curse didn't matter. The infection found its way back to Hector but I also saw his body heal itself from the plague and without my aid. His body had developed some kind of immunity to the disease or curse. Whatever it was now. I guess the reason why I had been vocal about it was because of Collins. An inherited disease that affected the males on his father's side was bearable. But a curse? "You're right," I agreed. "If I can heal it, it doesn't matter." "Should we reschedule for tomorrow then? Give you time to rejuvenate." "No," I told him. "I can manage." Healing Dimitri was taking something from me but it did not siphon as much as it did when I tried with Hector which even solidified that Hector's situation and Dimitri's situation were complet
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