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... sharp inhale, as if someone had just remembered how to breathe after drowning.
I turned from my desk.
Cassandra was sitting up.
Awake.
But not blinking.
Her eyes—those unnerving, mist-glass irises—glowed faintly in the moonlight streaming through the infirmary window.
I rose slowly.
"Cassandra," I said, carefully. "You’re awake."
She turned her head toward me. Moved like a doll whose strings had just been pulled for the first time. ...
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