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... rning as if on fire, my throat so parched it felt like it was full of sand.
‘Mirabelle. Mirabelle...’ A man’s voice reached me, familiar yet strange in that hazy moment.
Cold sweat beaded on my forehead. I felt utterly wretched.
‘Mirabelle, Mirabelle... wake up... you’re having a nightmare,’ the same male voice urged. Then, to someone else, ‘Doctor, how is she?’
Another voice answered, ‘Physically, she’s stable. The main issue is her mind.’ The speaker sighed. ‘On ...
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