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... ista's voice was tinged with a somber resignation, devoid of the dramatic reaction one might expect. It wasn't pain or sorrow that etched her features, but rather a chilling fear and anxiety, mirrored in her wide, vulnerable eyes.

It was as if... Callista thought this will happen.

This reaction alone was an unforgiving, glacial jab against Argider's heart, a numbing paralysis upon her already tormented emotions like a slow and merciless wound that was gradually sapping her of all ...

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