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... e pressure. His silver eyes were sharp and fiery, mirroring the storm raging inside him. He couldn't seem to sit still, pacing the room nonstop since he walked in.
Her words wouldn't leave his mind.
"It doesn't mean anything."
His fingers opened and closed at his sides, itching to grab something—or someone—to vent his frustration. The cool, collected Elion was gone, replaced by someone with a raw, simmering anger that was both alien and unnerving. He wasn't angry at Raely ...
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