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... erchief to dab her face as discreetly as she could. Her shoulders were tense, her gaze fixed downward.
Atlas, seated just ahead of her, could feel the storm of frustration boiling inside him. His fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles had turned white.
Damn it... this is her past, isn’t it?
The realization only added to his frustration. He couldn’t intervene, couldn’t change anything. He could only watch.
And this, this was only the beginning. The very openin ...
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