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Chapter 8 Storm

Indianna couldn't speak, she just sat, frozen in shock. She assumed it might have been Greyson, but she never thought that it actually would've been.

*Sugar? Talk to me?*

*I-I... Erm...*

*You're shocked.*

*No shit.*

*Don't swear, sugar.*

*Tell me how this is possible.*

*I can't answer that yet.*

*You said you'd give me answers!*

*I told you who I am.*

*I wish you hadn't now.*

*Now, that's not very nice, sugar.* Indianna could practically hear the smirk that was most definitely on his ...

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