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... rmured, not overly happy about that fact. But I granted all the wishes that I wanted to, and I was worried that I might end up killing more of the women.
"Besides, it’s not like I’m made of sugar. I won’t melt from a bit of rain," I continued, patting her hand. "I’ll be fine, I promise. Besides, it’s surprisingly hard to kill me."
"That is not the type of reassurance that I wanted to hear," grumbled Elizabeth, pulling me into her embrace.
"Then what is?" I asked, genuinel ...
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