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Chap-62*The Infected Mark*

Cynthia Dion:

My body felt like it was floating, supported by his hands, and I could barely stand upright.

"Ho-me," I nearly whimpered, struggling to stay conscious but failing as I started dozing off.

"Cynthia? What happened to you?" His grip on me weakened, and his voice turned more concerned.

He gently placed me down instead of pulling me up, and I didn't even flinch.

"Cynthia!" He softly slapped my cheek to rouse me.

"What did he do to you?" The slight concern in his voice brought tears to my eyes. They had pushed me to the point where every little thing mattered deeply to me. His fingertips then brushed against the mark on my neck as he turned my face to the other side. "You're having a reaction to the mark," he grumbled, and soon, the concern in his voice faded away.

"Huh!" he scoffed when he realized it was merely a reaction to the mark Mr. Holt had inflicted on me against my will. As I heard his footsteps leaving the room, receding into the distance, a warm tear rolled down m
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