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... p> At least then she could still read manga on her phone. Listen to music. Pretend the fever was just a bad flu and wait for it to pass.
This felt like her spine chained to a sinking anvil.
The coughing came without warning. She could taste the blood before she felt it, thick and wrong, coating her tongue. She swallowed it down. Coughed some more.
She waited for death. For peace.
It didn’t come.
Something else did. A voice, small and fierce, cutting throug ...
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