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... oom itself had stopped breathing.
Hana sat rigid by the cold fireplace, arms locked tight, fury frozen into a hard, icy mask.
Dante stayed at the table, hands pressed on the black ledger, his desperate reasoning echoing in the air.
It has to be her. It’s the only way.
On the cot, Shivvy lay perfectly still.
She hadn’t cried. She was past tears.
She had listened to every word. Her world, the little one she had built around "Creator, ...
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