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Chapter 702

  • Lottie froze.
  • The tart juice of a wild berry stained her fingertips a deep, bruised purple, mimicking the dried blood on her thigh.
  • The rustle in the undergrowth wasn't the light, hurried step of Hugo or the heavy tread of Marek.
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