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... rts, not with me, not with my apartment, not with school. No. This time it was her house. Her family. Her life.
Upstairs, Celestia had stormed into her room earlier, Duchess curling in her lap as she sat on the edge of her bed. She petted her, slow and quiet, and Duchess—loyal as ever—purred until she finally drifted off asleep in Celestia’s arms. But Celestia hadn’t slept. Not even close.
By the time she heard the faint clink of plates downstairs, her chest still felt tight. Din ...
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