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... m Serica and looked down to the stage. It was pointless, and she was right. We really had no recourse. Cechele was a few places from the front of the line. Deneel stood behind her, clutching at the list tied up in her ribbons. The gray-skinned girl looked mortified, she’d pieced together what was about to happen and seemed to blame herself for it.
"Cora, this is the last thing I wanted," Serica said and placed her hand on my shoulder.
I nodded and placed my cheek to the back of h ...
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