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85|Downside

~Rory~

Elijah draped an arm over my shoulder, tucking me on his side, preventing me from attacking Iz.

Iz raised a perfectly plucked brow, but I kept my hard gaze on her, waiting for her to mumble a smartass remark.

My eyes were glowing. I could feel the rage coursing through my veins. This must be the side effect of whatever Agata did to me. I have very little control over my emotions these days, which is so unlike me.

“What room are they keeping Loren?” Elijah threw a question at Iz.

“Room 11,” she said, tipping her head to the elevator hoistway. “Alfonso instructed all guests to be placed at level 5.”

Elijah’s body went rigid. “He

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