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Yet she carried the aura of someone carved from steel, someone who would not bend, not shatter, not yield... no matter what tried to crush her.
And with that gun clenched in her hand, I couldn’t deny it—
a swarm of butterflies burst to life in my chest, flickering against my heart as I watched her stance: fierce, unwavering, shoulders squared in defiance.
Defending me.
Protecting me.
Like a mother animal shielding her young with teeth bared and cla ...
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