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Black hood
The black hooded figure was in almost all of them. Sometimes, he was outside a window, and sometimes, the man lurked somewhere in the foliage on the edge of the property. But every time, Julia’s gaze was linked to his. “Who is this guy, and what is he doing at my wedding? And more importantly, what does he have to do with my fiancé?” Ethan felt like he was losing it more and more.
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