Chapter 41 -FORTY ONE-

Ingrid's Point Of View.

"What?!" I snapped, the word caught halfway between a shout and a plea.

He just rolled his eyes, and a short dismissive sound that made my teeth ache felt his lips. He stood up and paced the small aisle between the bookshelves. "Don't even bother, Ingrid. I felt it the seco...

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