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I smiled, a cold expression that didn’t reach my eyes. “Look closely, Gabriel. They are mine. And yours.”
The glamorous ballroom seemed to dissolve around him. “No… that’s not possible. Seventeen years…”
Gabriel opened his mouth, but words failed him. The man who commanded empires stood frozen before four strangers who shared his blood.
“Let’s go,” I signaled to the kids.
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