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... is right caught his attention.
Kaelira stood in the yard in striped pajamas dotted with tiny crossed hammers. The fabric hung loose around her frame, the sleeves pushed up unevenly as if she had yanked them herself. Her hair stuck out in several stubborn strands, proof that she had rolled out of bed and stormed here on instinct alone.
Her face, however, carried none of the cuteness her outfit gave her.
Her jaw locked tight.
Her brow pulled into a hard line.
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