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... rage.
It’s not peace. It’s not even exhaustion. It’s like... anesthesia.
Numb. Cold. Clear.
I stood in front of the mirror and didn’t flinch at the cracks running across my reflection. I looked like a woman who’d just clawed her way out of hell and was ready to redecorate it. My eyes were sharp, my shoulders tensed.
My Mouthaas set in a line that promised retribution.
They thought I’d crumble. They thought they’d made me small.
Idiots.
I w ...
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