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... ifting through the cavern. Sacha was curled up on top of my head in her tiger-cub form, tiny paws kneading my hair like I was her personal cushion. She was humming, in third person, of course.
"Papa cooks good," she purred, munching on her meat.
I smiled. As I should.
Nora ate neatly, posture perfect. Annalise ate like she was judging the food on a spiritual level. While Kent... Kent ate like a criminal eating his last meal. Typical.
We were talking about plans fo ...
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