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... ped, his throat dry and scratchy as he sat stiffly on the sofa. His body felt like stone, every muscle tense under the weight of the three figures staring boreholes into him.
Beside him sat Sakura, her hands clutched tightly on her lap, already dressed in fresh clothes. Her head was lowered, her long hair falling forward, as if the very thought of meeting their eyes was unbearable.
Ever since they were caught, both had been dragged here, forced into the living room, where the fam ...
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