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All at once, everything feels wrong. The sharp nails, her damp breath, even the way she smells—some deep, musty stench instead of the bright fruitiness I’m used to…

Francia smiles up at me.

“Get the fuck out of my bed!” I roar.

Her eyes widen in panic, but I don’t stop. I can’t. Not until she is ...

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