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CHAPTER 60
Annabel’s Pov "Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly as I faced the mysterious man dressed in black. He regarded me with a discerning gaze, responding cryptically, "Someone who knows you shouldn't be here." Stepping back, my heart pounded in my chest. "I didn't do anything wrong," I protested, attempting to appear innocent. A sly smile played on the man's lips. "Oh really? A girl in a man's bar. Didn't the guards warn you?" Fear crept in, tightening its grip on me. The man reached out, his fingers grazing the fake mustache I had hastily affixed to my face. "This came off," he remarked casually. Panicking, I stammered, "I am sorry. I just... I am lost, okay? It's better to be in here than out there." The man hummed, contemplating my words. "Fair enough. Come with me. Dow
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