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49. Let's go see the witch.

Damien held my hand as we walked into the house, caressing my hand with his thumb, to make sure I kept my calm. He led me into the library, which had suddenly been cleaned and reset, as if Damien and Sinclair didn’t try to kill each other in this room recently.

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