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Chapter 24-1
Chapter 24 The dining hall was already full by the time I walked in, and after a quick scan of the room, I located Sara sitting beside Tristan at the back of the room. Our gazes met, and her expectant look told me she’d been waiting for me. I would have been here sooner if I hadn’t spent the last thirty minutes on the phone with my mother, who was overjoyed Sara and I had finally talked things out. Even the news that Sara and I were taking it slow couldn’t dim my mother’s happiness. Or mine. I started toward Sara and realized someone was sitting on her left. When I saw who it was, I almost tripped on my own feet. What the hell was Desmund doing here? I hadn’t seen him in years, and the last I’d heard, he was still unstable, yelling at anyone other than Tristan who went near the second f
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