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... marks, and her eyes were swollen from crying so much.
Instead of sitting on the bed where his mother rested, Azriel had conjured a chair made of ice. He sat on it silently, watching over her, listening to her soft, steady breaths.
An hour. An entire hour she had cried before exhaustion finally pulled her into his arms and into sleep.
...His own mother.
Gently, Azriel brushed the strands of blonde hair from her face, tucking them to the side. The moonlight spillin ...
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