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Chapter 26
Clover The air in the apartments was chill. Clover had goosebumps popping up on her flesh. Her body ached as if it had been trampled by a stampede of horses. She cataloged her injuries even though she had seen them a thousand times. She felt every ridge of her scars, every bump from her stitches, every swollen lump was caressed by her fingertips. Clover snarled at nothing. Well, not nothing. She growled, baring her fangs as she remembered what she was put through. What the others went through. What so many others did not survive. Cassius had given Clover space and taken off to his office to let her process his words. Did she believe them? She wanted to but part of her heart was shattered at the loss she suffered. How could love prevail in times like these? How could someone say such swe
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