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... oncern woven into her tone. Her words tugged at the frayed edges of my composure, and I was forced to draw in a steadying breath, my grip on the crate tightening as though it could anchor me to the present moment.
I didn't need to look at her to feel the weight of her gaze. Her presence was a tangible thing, pressing against the barriers I had so carefully constructed. I knew the emotions weren't mine—weren't truly Draven's, at least—but the remnants of what the original Draven had felt ...
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