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... rd, only staring at her seemingly stuck halfway between terror and astonishment. That made it worse, in a way. Maryam’s nav still held her and she could feel every fluttering thought, like bird wings against her fingers. She looked at the pale girl in the pale dress, and though she tried not to see it there was no denying the obvious: the cheekbones and the eyes, the lips and even the shade of hair.
How could she ignore she was staring at her sister when Hooks’ looks were so close to her ...
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