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Isabelle,” she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, “your loyalty to your friend is understandable –“”He’s not my friend.” Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. “He’s my brother.
Isabelle,” she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, “your loyalty to your friend is understandable –“”He’s not my friend.” Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. “He’s my brother.
