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King Salvatore. What more is there to say to Lilas? I saw everything she thought about me when I looked into her eyes yesterday. It’s enough. I’m not going to explain myself to someone that has ruled me to be guilty. As I lean in for popcorn, none of my attention is on the movie playing on the large wall.. the next thing I hear is chatters. “Oh, dang it!” West says and I turn to identify what is going on at the door. They barge into the home theater, laughter echoing through the air and I sigh, focusing my attention on the screen that I never glanced at. Excitement radiates as they scramble for the best seats, playfully teasing each other. “Can you be quiet!? We got here first!” West says, snapping at them. “I’m so sorry, little sister. And dad…I hope you don’t mind us being here since
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