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... e to the sound of the door shutting, jolting me from my uneasy slumber. Blinking groggily, I see Octavia walking into the bedroom, her white hair glowing softly in the dim light filtering through the curtains.

"You left?" I mumble, my voice thick with sleep and lingering sorrow.

Octavia's golden eyes meet mine, filled with a tenderness that makes my heart ache. "Your sisters came by to discuss everything," she says softly, her tone gentle as if afraid to shatter the fragile calm. ...

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