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Chapter 39: So Unfamiliar, Not Even Friends
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... If only she were Quinn...’
This kind of gaze wasn’t unfamiliar. Claire Sinclair disliked being stared at like this and interrupted, "What did my sister used to call you?"
"Yara."
"Yara..." Claire Sinclair murmured her name softly.
It was as if an old memory had been awakened in Yara Quincy. Ripples spread through her heart, only to be washed away by a wave of immense sorrow as she blurted out—
"Forget it. Don’t say my name. It just reminds me that Quinn is ...
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