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I didn't think I'd seen Vera pale so quickly. I watched as the last shred of hope slowly dissipated from her eyes, replaced by a strange kind of fear.

If there was one thing Vera Belmont feared losing the most, it was herself.

Maeve locked her eyes on me, asking for the go-ahead. I gave it.

"Okay," she nodded, then turned to Vera.

Her hand gripped her wrist again. Her nails sank deep.

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