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... we go to the Coming-of-Age Ceremony."
Mar-Yue was lying face-first on her bed while Sol sat next to her, rubbing her back.
They had returned to the Tribe and decided to head to Mar-Yue’s tent. It had been some time since then and all this while Mar-Yue had been crying.
Sol continued to rub Mar-Yue’s back as he said.
"It’s going to be okay; I’ll think of something."
Mar-Yue’s muffled sniffle could be heard before she said.
"You shouldn’t be the one ...
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