Allison's POVI was in the library, in the old section. The musty smells of the books surrounded me. I had come in here a while ago to see if I could somehow distract myself and get a break from all my disturbed thoughts. Books usually fascinated me, but they held no attraction for me today. My mind kept straying to Dante, wondering what he was doing, how he was coping, and how he was feeling now. I thought about all that had happened in the last few days. With a concentrated effort, I shifted in my chair and squinted at the book I was holding. The words seemed to waver and run together. I found myself reading a paragraph more than ten times which I couldn't even make sense of. Giving up on the futile exercise, I pushed the book away from me and glanced at the door of the library. Lucius stood there, his arms folded across his chest with his back almost turned to me. By his rigid posture, I knew he was attuned to every move I made. With the run-ins we had in the past and the times I
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