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He Is Here
*Bella* I woke up, feeling groggy, blinking several times to clear my vision. The earth beneath me was cold and wet. My head was spinning, and when I tried to rub my temples, I realized my hands were tied up. Panic surged through me as I realized my legs were bound too. "Wake up, sleepyhead!" A voice, dripping with malice, snapped me out of my confusion. "Santino?!" Confusion flooded me as memories flooded back of what happened before I blacked out. "What's happening? Where's Sarah?" I demanded, my anger rising. "Ah, you mean your dear friend," Santino sneered, his gaze shifting. I followed his line of sight and saw Sarah standing at a distance, her head bowed in shame. Her body language screamed apology. "I'm sorry, Bella," she murmured, her eyes filled with sorrow. "I... I had no ch
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