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... alding for just a moment. It hissed at its contact with my icy skin, cooling completely to warmth within seconds.
The hot water did nothing to dent the perpetual cold that held me captive. I gritted my teeth, knocking my head back so the scalding stream could attempt to warm my face. I needed something to burn.
Even if it was me.
Her words played over in my head like a cursed record I could not escape from.
"He is unlike anyone I have..."
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