Ilona, he said through his tears. Trails of goosepimples ran over her. Pierre stood beside him, blood-tinted tears rimming his eyes. I know him.
What message? Stefan lifted his shoulders. They created us. I didn't know I was supposed to. If she refused they would only think she was being difficult, and she couldn't rally an argument.
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