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Eli
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Sitting in the car, I take a deep breath as I pull up in front of Clio’s place. I don’t know how long I sat by my mother’s grave, but it must have been well over an hour before I finally moved on to my brothers and grandparents.
Now, exhaustion consumes me—not just physically but soul-deep and I’d give anything for a good night’s sleep, some temporary relief from the demons that haunt me. I exit the car, drag myself inside, and, as I enter, my eyes scan the scattered furniture—the remnants of the attack from Dame.
Without wasting a moment, I set about putting things back in place, relieved to find nothing broken except for the small dent on the wall from when Ariadne sent Dame crashing.
Thinking of that, I wonder if Dame saw that she was the one who ripped him off of
