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... is expression hadn't changed. His voice, when it came, was soft—so quiet I wasn't sure I'd actually heard it.
"She isn't who you think she is."
The words slid under my ribs like a blade pressed, not plunged.
Then he raised his hand.
Time shattered around us.
But it didn't break. It folded.
The world collapsed inward like a dying breath, and I fell through memory that wasn't mine, and wasn't his—but somehow knew me all the same.
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