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~Zoe~ He looked so angry that I feared that anything I said to defend myself was either going to fall on deaf ears or make him angrier than he was already. Who knew what he was going to do if I provoked him any further? I knew for a fact that he was not above pouring his anger out on an individual with no idea what was happening. “Please, Niklaus, I’m sorry” He didn’t answer me and his eyebrows that were furrowed didn’t move an inch. “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about the letters. I was going to but…” “Letters?” He boomed as he interrupted my apology. I gauged his reaction and blinked at him. “Yes, isn’t that what you’re talking about?” “That bastard sent you letters?” Wait. Didn’t he know about the letters? If he didn’t know about the letters, then what was he talking abo