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... ound Billy’s. But her own hand had gone cold.
She stood again.
Her steps were quiet, careful — like noise might somehow disturb the delicate space holding her brother together.
She walked to the window and cracked the blinds just a bit more. Outside, the day looked normal — cars moving, people living, the world continuing.
And it hurt.
Camila leaned her forehead lightly against the glass, exhaling a thin cloud against it. Her arms folded across her chest. ...
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