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... like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Her long black hair spilled over a pale face, clearly marked by an expression of pain beneath closed eyelids.
Alfred reached out with trembling hands, gently cradling Arabella in his embrace.
"Arabella..."
He raised a hand to gently stroke her cheek.
It had been so long since he'd felt this touch.
Her body was cold and her breathing faint, but she was still alive.
This lingering life was the aftermath left ...
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