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I didn’t ask the head of the table for permission to stand. Everyone looked at me when I stared at Alexandar firmly, struggling to not leap and rip every one of his teeth out. My voice came out cold:

“What do you think she is? A toy? A fucking breeder?”

“Balthazar...” my father began, but I continue...

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