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... ces of a broken mirror, each shard reflecting a different agony.
In one corner were Rebecca’s eyes, but they were not eyes, they were bottomless pits. When I gazed into them, I saw my own inadequacy: I had been granted a second life, yet I was a wretch squandering it all over again. The darkness coiled around her neck was feeding on my weakness.
In another corner stood Annabel... clutching her stomach, blood seeping from it like a cracked vessel. The life that had been growing wi ...
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