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... ts of porcelain scattering like stars across the rich rug.
Gh! Ryan's vision blurred as he slumped beside the bed, his hand clutching the edge of the four-poster frame for support.
The metallic tang of blood lingered in his mouth, and the sticky warmth trickling down the back of his neck told him this wasn't just a random injury. Someone had done this to him. Someone had tried to kill him.
And somehow, that attempt must have jolted awake the memories of Max—his old self—a ...
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