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Chapter 63. That Look in Your Eyes

XANDER ALVERIUS’S POV

I drained the thick green liquid from the glass, identifying its thick consistency, and it slid down my throat in a sensation like swallowing a lump of mud. I placed the glass clinking softly on the table, then I sensed Stuart’s arrival, who soon appeared at the doorway. I noti...