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... yes at the illusion-Evelyn, whose sorrowful expression belonged in a tragic romance cover.
"Look," she said, crossing her arms. "You’re not real. You’re just the Maze with mascara."
"But I represent what you fear," illusion-Evelyn replied, wind still dramatically fluttering her hair as if they were in a wind tunnel of emotion. "Your inability to connect. To trust. To be—vulnerable."
Verena deadpanned. "I’ve trusted people before. It didn’t go well. I got stabbed. Emotiona ...
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