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Not out of fear, but because I needed to see. To observe. There was a thin line between action and ignorance—and I was dancing on it with deliberate care.
She wasn’t being hurt. Not physically, at least. That much I was sure of. So I stood still and watched.
Besides, there was a part of me—cold, calculating, borderline mechanical—that doubted the reality of this entire scene.
’These people... this crowd... were they even real?’
Chances were high they were ...
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