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decadence
He'd never considered himself a person who lived a life of decadence. Not even with his parents' riches. But she was a luxury to have, a luxury he almost couldn't afford and she blinded him each time he let himself go.
selling
They were selling things on the street. Seven glanced wide-eyed around her, trying not to flinch back as the shameless bodies vied for her attention, her money.
spilled
Her hair spilled out of the bonnet, that's how much of it there was, and escaped down her neck in auburn tendrils. I thought she must not like to cut it, but then most girls didn't. And I also thought she didn't look quite right in that dress...
signed
The note was signed your Father, but Hano had always read that last part in a spiteful way. He thought his father was mocking him with the fancy way the letters were scribbled.
celestial
Her reputation was almost celestial. It was untouchable. And it could not, would not be dirtied by Elijah Grant if her father had anything to do with it.
burning
The room was burning. That's what it felt like; that's what I felt like. I had to get out, before the flames that were climbing the wall ensconced me.
ensue
Chaos ensued. Hano was standing, holding his hands out in front of him and staring at them as if they'd controlled themselves; wrapped their own selves around Jake's neck and cut off his air supply. He stared if he hadn't wanted them to, hadn't expected them to, but had been unable to stop them.
mumbling
She wouldn't stop her mumbling. It was incessant, and unnecessary, and I could not understand what she was saying which made it worse. "Can you stop?" I wanted to yell. But I kept my mouth shut. It was driving me crazy, though, and I would yell soon enough.
geometric
The geometric equation swam on the paper. All Alice could see were bleary lines, and she didn't like them. She couldn't remember what she was supposed to do. "Ms. Whitmore." "What?"
attracted
"Oh, so it's not your fault you're attracted to insane murdering freaks?" Alice chewed on her fingernails. "He's not insane." "Then what is he?" Colt was yelling now. "What exactly made him murder Jake, if he's not insane?"
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