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... ned to him, her tall frame silhouetted in the dim light.
"So make your choice. If you still want me, sit beside me when you come to the class. If not... if you can’t accept what I am... then sit at your old bench."
Her voice softened, barely audible, as if forcing the words through a thick fog. "I won’t blame you." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
She turned the handle, the door creaking slightly.
But before the latch clicked, Lor moved.
He was behind her in ...
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