Chapter 115 Speak of the devil

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Violet 

Sebastian rubbed his hand over his head, fingers dragging through his messy hair as he let out a low groan. The stress was written all over his face, his brows furrowed, lips pressed tight, eyes darting everywhere but at me.

I sighed softly and picked up a slice of apple...

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