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... y blood boiled.
Never—not even toward those who had wronged me, nor even toward my brother who killed me by mistake—had I felt such hatred. It rose inside me like molten lava, scorching, suffocating, ready to burst through my skin and devour everything in sight.
The world seemed to blur at the edges. My vision tunneled, narrowed until all that existed in my sight was her delicate figure, standing there as if the apocalypse itself bent around her fragile frame to keep her unscathe ...
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