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... od and something faintly familiar enveloped her senses.
Her vision blurred slightly before sharpening.
A strong, steady hand rested against the small of her back, holding her upright as if she weighed nothing. Another hand pressed against her wrist, fingers firm yet gentle, as though gauging her condition.
She tried to lift her head.
Tried to see the face of the one who had caught her.
But before she could—
"Hua Jing."
That voice.
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