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... p the entire backrest with her weary limbs, her head lolled against the cushions, eyes glued on a spot somewhere past the ceiling.
No one dared to ask her to move.
The others in the guild tiptoed around her— literally and figuratively, giving her space, holding their breaths if they passed too close, wary like they were trying to avoid waking a sleeping bear from its hibernation.
And Coco didn’t notice any of it, or maybe she just didn’t care.
She closed her eyes, ...
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