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The glowing pink ring. Fucking. Emilie. Devlin.
Stas frowned. "I made the mistake of trusting someone when I should really know better." He touched the side of his nose and showed his hand to Leon. "This monstrosity of a ring that I cannot take off, I am willing to bet it is making me look like a pretty, pretty princess."
He shook his head and thought once again: what a spectacular bitch.
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