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... lence, low, unsteady.
Her breath hitched, a sob threatening to escape. Her nose flared, her cheeks flushed, and yet she forced words through her tightening throat. "Why are you doing this?" The sound came half-broken, torn between fury and grief.
Her fists curled, shaking. "Either act like you always used to... or like the brute you’ve shown yourself to be. Don’t..." her voice cracked, "don’t oscillate. I can’t..." She sniffed, another sob slipping past her guard. "I won’t fall f ...
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