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Chapter 43
Blake
After leaving the advisors’ private library, Blake took Clarissa to his room. He needed his alchemy chest to create something to help Clarissa through the situation she put herself in. If she wasn’t careful in a place like this, she could lose her will.
He didn’t want to see her become a mindless zombie for the glory of Righ. He held his arm around her shoulder until the door was safely shut. Then, he sat her on the bed and patted her head.
“I’m not a dog.” She said.
“I know. I just wanted to show you affection.” Blake smiled warmly at her.
“You could show me something else.” She was still slurring her words. S
Byerly BSo are you team Stefan or team Blake? Who should get the girl? Or are you team Clarissa? Let her make her own choices for goodness sake? lol
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