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Charlotte Sanguinite His eyes widen, and I feel guilty for causing the shock in them. “Things have changed,” I say, trying to calm myself down. “I have a life among the humans. I have dreams. I have struggled a lot to reach some level of peace and tranquility. Don’t mess that up for me. If you’re truly not here to kill me, then just stay away from me.” Seeing Terrence’s face fall makes me feel like a cruel monster. “Why would you ever think I would try to kill you?” His voice is a dismayed whisper. “You keep saying that.” “Because my father respects you. He trusts you, doesn’t he? Now that you’re back, you’re probably going to be assigned to a good position in the clan, a powerful one—” “Which is why I’m saying come back with me!” Terrence insists, his eyes pleading. “I can protect y
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