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... ound her eyes was swollen and red, proof that she had cried until her body gave in to exhaustion. Her breathing was soft, but there was no peace in it. Even in her sleep, she looked broken. Her shoulders rose and fell as if her chest carried something heavy that refused to leave.
Her body bore marks of her anger and despair. Her neck, her wrists, her shoulders, all showed small bruises from when she had pulled and torn at her dress and jewels earlier. Her underdress was loose and wrinkle ...
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