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... to do more clawing at her like an itch under her skin.

The memory of the laughter, the streets full of cowards who had celebrated her pain, made her fists clench. She wanted to burn it all, to leave behind nothing but ashes.

But then she looked at her brother lying unconscious, bandaged and barely breathing—and she forced herself to breathe.

There was nothing more she could do here.

“I’ll… I’ll sleep beside Rin tonight. Thank you, Kyle. For everything you’ve done ...

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