#pg 47

[mntdenouement]

[ivyandwildflowers]

[mistbornbaby]

Ulef wasn’t at the table where she had left him. Instead, he stood furtively near the front of the room. Near the bar. Near... Camon.

... Forget every nice thing I ever thought about this snitch.

[mariaashby64]

Chapter 2: Pg 47

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“Maybe my infection can’t travel through soft moments like these. Maybe it needs the violence of the bite.”

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