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Chapter 13
Chapter 13 Clara's POV I'd rather chew broken glass or better yet, get shot in the face than to spend a single moment with Morgana and Dominic. Maxwell must've noted the expression on my face, his eyes emanating a mixture of sympathy and anger. "Dominic!", Morgana basically screeched, turning to him. "What the f**k are they doing here?" Dominic seemed to want to be anywhere but here at this moment. Good. That made both of us. "Don't create a scene. Let's just go." Morgana huffed, reluctantly forcing her legs to move. Just when a sigh of relief escaped my lips, the Universe decided to deal a very cruel hand against me. Maxwell knocked on the table lightly, grabbing my attention. "I'm sorry. I didn't know they'd...", he trailed off, his eyes now focused on a spot behind me. I
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