Crossroads - H.S.
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"You're making a deal with the devil, darling. I mean that quite literally." He slowly takes a step closer to me, but I keep my eyes on the ground. The sound of the gravel being kicked up by his boots makes breathing harder. I swallow the lump in my throat and let out a shaky breath.
"I know. But his life means more to me than my own."
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