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... hlia. Like I’m just too much and I don’t have a good reason for being this way. It hurts."
Isabella’s voice wasn’t loud—not yet—but the weight behind it hung thick in the air like smoke from a damp fire. Her arms were folded, but not in that usual lazy, flippant way she held herself. No, this was different. Her spine was straight. Chin tilted just so. Eyes locked on Opehlia with a look that was all storm and no rain—yet.
Opehlia stepped back, her hands wringing together like they ...
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