The Mark
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Tara glanced over, trying to get a better look at the mark. It looked like dirt at first, and Tara hoped it was. But the more she studied it, the more she realized there was more to it.
Whatever had soured Cayden’s mood had a direct tie to the mark on his arm. Tara leaned into her seat, thinking of the best way to approach the situation.
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