Chapter 92

  Thalia's POV

  I froze. The moment Elena's voice sliced through the room, my hand flew to my mouth, clamping down to trap any sound—a gasp, a whimper, anything.

  What was she she doing here?

  "Don't tell me you're still mad at me, Xander." Her voice was closer now, inside the room.

  "Firstly," ...

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