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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Why did you let Miss Rose go, sir? Aren't you afraid of something happening to her?"
In the midst of bandaging the wound. Travis noticed the changing ripple of the face, at times cold, at other times suddenly very shady. Theo's gray eyes sometimes moved out of focus, which then blinked... staring at Travis wordlessly. "This whip wound, Miss Rose did it?" A slow nod made the corners of Travis' lips curve faintly. "So why did you let Miss Rose go, sir?" he asked in almost a whisper. Travis looked down as a sharp flash loomed right in front of him. Theo sighed, then pulled both arms back as the bandaging was completed. "She begged me like a desperate woman. How could I keep her here." The first time Theo opened his voice since entering Travis' room. The adonis's face turned back, highlighting the empty bed that just moments ago displayed Rose's shadowy body. "Do you still
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