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... aze fall to the faint imprint of Kealith’s hand, which had rested beneath hers. Her fingers twitched slightly, rubbing against each other as if to erase the lingering warmth.
She wasn’t sure why she’d said what she said. Maybe it was instinct. Maybe it was empathy. Or maybe it was that strange feeling she’d had ever since finding out about Kealith’s situation—that some things were meant to be stirred back into their rightful place.
This wasn’t a story. Everyone here had their own ...
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