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... ry to hurt your brother~"’
Those words echoed inside her skull, repeating with the venom of a curse, when ’that woman’ spat them at Valra.
It was a curse, truly—a real, twisting curse. No matter how fiercely she tried to shut it out, those words swirled in her head again and again, an endless loop of shame and defeat, until finally she broke and wept at her own powerlessness.
She sobbed in her bed, face buried in the pillow, streaks of mascara and tears soaking the fabric ...
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