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... stale air.
Salviana coughed, momentarily losing her footing, but she caught herself before she could fall.
She straightened, brushing off the moment of weakness as if nothing had happened—no squeal, no hesitation.
Leaning forward, she pressed her face to the opening, inhaling the crisp night air. It wasn’t freedom, not yet.
An iron burglary barred her from slipping through, but at least she had this.
Fresh air.
She breathed in deeply, calming her ...
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