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... rly still, her gaze boring into me. For the first time, her expression wasn’t predatory—it was disbelief. Almost... curiosity.
"...Class dismissed," she said abruptly. Her voice was level, but her eyes lingered on me longer than anyone else.
Chairs scraped back, students chattered as they filed out, buzzing about my answer.
I stood too, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
But my thoughts weren’t on the lesson.
Students bustled around me in groups of two, thr ...
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