Caleb's voice was a chilling whisper, laden with an ominous warning. "Elena, you know I don't like to repeat myself. You belong to me. Elena met his intense gaze with defiance, though her voice trembled slightly. "I belong to myself, Caleb. No one owns me." Caleb's expression hardened, his tone dropping to a dangerous low. "You're playing with fire, Elena. And trust me, you don't want to see me burn."
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