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... stretched. Stretched too long.
Until it wasn’t silence anymore.
Until it became a weight.
A pressure pressing down on the crowd.
And then—
"What the Hell?!"
A disbelieving voice cut through.
Then another.
"She’s dead? Madam Layla—just like that?"
"No, no—this doesn’t make sense! Why are they targeting her?"
"I—I don’t understand... How could she die so easily?"
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