His Secret Gift
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" You and I think as one, " he says. As if ice was paralysing my spine, I gulped, awaiting his next point.
"And though we have to cooperate because of this advantage, don't forget the loath I have for you," he glares with pure hatred, like a venom that surrounds your neck and just twist and twists eternally.
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