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Darius’ p.o.v

I felty my hand go sweaty at the letter, my visiom going blur as i looked at the thing in front of me.

“who sent it” i growled, looking at the man that looked like he would rather be anywhere than here right now.

“I… I..”

“I said..” i started, marching up to him “who. The. Fuck. Sent. ...

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