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... p> The door clicked shut.
Not loud. Not dramatic. Just... soft.
Like the universe had the courtesy to whisper instead of scream while my heart slowly folded in on itself.
I stood there for a few seconds—back pressed against the door, eyes closed—waiting for the ache in my chest to settle.
It didn’t.
My fingers were trembling. I curled them into fists until they stopped.
"...Grand Duke Alvar." The words echoed in my head like I was mocking myself. < ...
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