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Chapter 28: Facing Her Fiery Form
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... s chamber felt endless as Denzel and Devonte approached her door. Each carried a bowl of steaming soup, their expressions heavy with worry and unspoken frustration. They exchanged a glance, both clearly struggling with their emotions, before Denzel raised his hand to knock.
The silence on the other side of the door deepened their unease.
Denzel frowned, leaning closer. "Is she asleep already?" he muttered. His tone held a hint of doubt. "But I can't hear her breathing."
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