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... on his wrist, but he didn’t care and stretched out his hand.
Crack, crackle…
The forcibly digging hand almost touched me. It was within reach if I stretched out a little.
“Take my hand, Iana!”
His fingertips touched me.
“Come with me… go with me.”
If I hold on to him like this, I could catch Ricdorian.
“…you said we’d meet again.”
He whispered as if crying. I looked at my legs without saying a word an ...
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