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Her voice is firm, quiet, and final. But something about it needles at me. Maybe it’s the way she refuses to look afraid of me. Maybe it’s the way she says "please" with no fear, just exhaustion.
I don’t like it.
My patience wears thin. I reach forward, grab her arm, and tug.
She stumbles, nearly falling out of the carriage as I pull her with me.
"We’ll talk about this properly," I say through clenched teeth.
"Unhand me!" she snaps, yanking her ...
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