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Ryker narrowed his eyes while looking at me. It was clear from the look on his face that he did not like the way I had just spoken to him.

I should not stay here any longer. I attempted to leave by turning my body to the left, but a hand stopped me from doing so.

Ryker placed his hand beside my head on the bookshelf to stop me from leaving, and he moved closer to me.

I stopped, but did not turn