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die alone in a palace,” Elena replied evenly, “than live forever in your particular version of hell.”

“Mark!” Martha screamed at her son. “Are you coming or are you going to grovel to this witch?”

Mark was still on his knees, tears streaming down his face. He looked up at Elena with desperate eyes. “Please. I’ll change. I swear I’ll change. Just one continue reading …