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... ing, no buildup—just her voice cutting through the silence of my living room while she sat curled up on the couch, knees tucked under her, sketching aimlessly on the corner of a notebook she wasn’t even pretending to focus on anymore.
> "I want to go to an amusement park."
I blinked at her from across the room, halfway through tying my shoes. "Really? An amusement park? Val, you’re not a kid."
She didn’t snap back like she usually would. Didn’t even look at me. Instead ...
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