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... ibrary corner was dim, quiet... perfect for secretive plotting.
Sophia leaned against the edge of the bookshelf, arms crossed, eyes dark and calculating.
Across from her, Lila sat on a hard chair, knees slightly pressed together, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
"So... tell me everything," Sophia said, voice low, precise, almost predatory. "Don’t leave out anything, even the smallest detail."
Lila’s pulse quickened, her breath shallow. She recalled eve ...
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