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esisting, a silent rebellion.They stood facing each other, locked in a stalemate.He had a slight understanding. Looking at the drooping black skull, he chuckled softly and lowered himself, crouching b...For the sake of harmony, some modifications were made to this chapter! a napkin, dampened it with the wine, and used his long fingers to hold the wet napkin, wiping it heavily across her small mouth.She looked at him with a cold gaze, a silent standoff. He gritted his t...