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The sound echoed through the hollow city, soft and trembling, and somehow, it felt heavier than everything I’d ever carried.
I stared up at her, throat tight, every word clawing to get out but dying before it reached the air."...No."
It was all I could manage. Just that one, broken word.
"No," I said again, louder this time, my voice shaking. "You’re wrong."
Her violet gaze never wavered. It was calm, patient, unbearably kind, like a mother watching her ...
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