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It’s been ages since I last had wine, but for some reason, it tastes more bitter than I remember.
I used to drink it like water—goblets of it after council meetings, barrels after battles. It dulled the edge and kept the monsters in my head quiet. But I began drinking less when Lavinia started growing up.
But now?
Now she’s not here, and I feel like I’m losing my mind.
Why? Why do I feel this... emptiness? She’s just a child. A tiny, golden-haired demon with ...
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