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¬Amolet
Stace doesn’t respond for a long moment, he just stares at me.
"I hope Cian hasn't been manipulating you,” he responds quietly after a moment. It may be the wrong thing to do, to reveal my hand right now, but if I go behind everyone’s back to find out the truth about Abella, the fallout will be worse. Now I just have to prove to Stace that the need to know whether Abella is okay or not is fueled by me, and not Cian.
"Tell me the truth, Stace,” I demand, taking a step toward him, making him step back warily, even if he is the one with some u
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