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... ot the kind where I was bracing for her next line of fire—but the kind where she was clearly turning something over in her head. Which, honestly, was worse. Because Celestia thinking too hard usually meant trouble for me.
We slipped into the room just before the stragglers. I took the seat beside her, setting my bag down, pretending to go through my notes. That’s when I felt it. The weight of her stare.
Slowly, I lifted my eyes. "...What?"
Her head tilted, a single brow a ...
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