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Selene exhaled slowly, like she was bracing herself to open a door she’d kept locked for a long time.
"I was eight," she said. "Maybe nine. Hard to tell. My village didn’t do birthdays. We did ’still alive this winter’ celebrations."
"Charming," I murmured.
"Rural mountain town," she said with a shrug. "Lots of fog. Lots of superstition. Zero therapists."
That tracked.
"I was... odd," Selene continued. "Not in the cute way. In the ’milk curdles when sh ...
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