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... most solemn weight over Helena’s mansion. There was no birdsong, no diaphanous rays breaking the curtains, but a gray clarity that filtered like dust over marble. She opened her eyes in silence, without Selena’s presence by the door, without the usual sound of twin footsteps that accompanied her routine. She rose alone, leaving behind the sheets that still held a contained chill, and made her way to the window that overlooked the gardens. The glass returned the reflection of a woman whose discip ...
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