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Chapter 62 - 61. Take My Hand

Take My Hand.

"This is enough!" She glared at him thinking he was still going to spout some more nonsense. 

"This isn't her fault, she didn't even want to be here. If anything this is your fault, if she was such a danger to the mortal- fuck! Humans! If she is such a danger to humans then why didn't you just take her that night? You're the one who ran without a fucking word like a coward with his tail between his legs." Sia spat hatefully, trying to console her friend at the same time. 

"The reluctance festering in her heart would soon give rise to shadows, obstructing her path. To force the course of events would have been in vain; better to let the natural order weave its own path." Dante's rich baritone sliced through the stillness of the night around them once again.

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