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... p> A stillness laced with grief, exhaustion—and something else.
Unspoken dread.
But Ari couldn't take it anymore.
She'd stood in the back till now, jaw tight, fingers twitching at her sides, fists opening and closing rhythmically like she was trying to bleed off adrenaline through her skin.
She wasn't built for this kind of pain.
Not the slow, ghost-haunted, memory-eating kind.
She was a brawler. A fighter.
Her language was action.
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