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Not the peaceful kind—but a silence heavy with change, like the final breath before a storm.
From the top of the reconstructed auction house, the sea winds curled and coiled, caressing the edges of a rooftop where two women stood—watching the sleeping Sabaody Archipelago below.
Their eyes held no warmth.
Only purpose.
Stussy, clad in a sleek black coat that hugged her hourglass figure, stood with poise.
Her silver h ...
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