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... brunette’s ’sweet’ facade remained fixed stiffly in place as she approached her mother and sister. She lowered her head before the toddler, offering her hair and hoping the girl would tug on it as usual. It wasn’t quite self-flagellation... but she hoped-
"E-wa~"
Instead of the expected hair-pulling, Onya simply patted her older sister’s head with unusual gentleness. The fragment in Qat’s chest surged with sudden ’surprise’ at the gesture. It turned out the child could sense whe ...
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