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... ing bulb overhead. Clara kept her gaze down, one hand still clenched around the memory of that paper crane.
I waited a moment before speaking, my voice quiet.
"Clara... how much do you really know about me?"
She looked up slowly. That calm, unreadable expression returned to her face like a well-worn mask, but something flickered behind her eyes—recognition.
"I don't know you well," she said, "but you're brave. Strong. Calling you a warrior doesn't even feel right. ...
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