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... ay beside Emi, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath. Her blue hair spread across my pillow like spilled paint, and her face looked so peaceful I almost felt bad about corrupting her.
Almost.
A soft green light began to pulse beneath her skin. At first, I thought it was just the moonlight playing tricks, but then I recognized it—her healing aura activating on its own. The warm energy flowed from her fingertips where they rested against my chest, seeping into my muscle ...
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