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... een. Anon's curled-up figure stretched long across the floor, her cherry-pink hair spilling out in a messy cascade, the tips still dotted with fine beads of sweat.
"I-I-I was wrong! S-sor… ry…"
"I won't dare again…"
The once-proud and stubborn
Anon could no longer string words together. Her strength drained, all she could do was gasp out apologies between ragged breaths.
Guitar practice was far too difficult.
She had thought her memories from the " ...
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