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... sn’t simple. It isn’t something you hide behind makeup and a smile. It takes planning. Tests. Recovery time that changes the way you move, the way you breathe, the way your body responds to stress.
After my death, I had lingered near Julian. I watched Camilla closely. Every step she took. Every lie she spun.
And yet... she never once looked like someone who had survived something so invasive.
She walked freely. Stirred trouble. Laughed too loudly. Even carried a child. ...
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