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Chapter 58: The Rusted Swing
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... t want to hear herself say it.
"Aira... I've been having nightmares."
Her voice cracked halfway through. She was trembling. Not from cold—just fear. Or something worse.
"Nightmares?" I asked. But I didn't ask it like a question. It came out like a whisper I wanted to take back.
She nodded.
"Every night... someone calls me. They say, 'Come meet me, Suhina.' I don't see a face. Just... the voice."
I stared at her. Noticed her hands. Shaking like they ...
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