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Chap 85

Allison's POV

I nodded at Dante's words. His words evoked a lot of memories. There was a time right before the attacks on Dante's pack began when Madison and I were having breakfast together. I had concentrated on my food and Madison had been chattering about the kinds of clothes she liked, her favorite colors, and a lot of things I was barely paying attention to.

Then she had stopped abruptly and asked, "What flower do you like most? I absolutely love roses- red ones in particular." she had added after I didn't respond to her question.

Her hands had unconsciously touched the sleeve of the flower-patterned blouse she was wearing. I had made an impatient gesture.

"I do not like flowers at all," I had said. "Flowers are childish and I definitely wouldn't waste a thought on them."

I chuckled sadly at the memory. Perhaps the memory of that day had been floating around in my subconscious. That was why I had gotten the exact flowers she liked. Dante heard me chuckle. I noticed the
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