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EPILOGUE – Part 3

Author: Aimee Lane
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~ CASIMIR ~

“I made a new Den,” Jesse whispered, her hands over her mouth, staring up at me—those beautiful eyes wide, but also a little fearful. “I know it’s not the same, but I got Ghere to help me because he remembered what things you’d had before and… I hope you like it.”

Like it? Was she serious?

My heart was slamming against my ribs, and I was having trouble breathing.

The room seemed smaller than I remembered because the walls were painted a dull black. But the tighter space than what I’d had down next to the Den just made it feel more intimate.

There were two lamps, one on each end, and a chandelier high above. Candles everywhere, though she hadn’t lit mo

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