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... ent. Lunch followed. Then dinner. Each passing hour only fed the rising panic twisting through her chest. No matter how hard she thought, no matter how many times she paced or whispered or schemed, she couldn’t come up with anything.
Nothing.
So consumed was she that her anxiety became visible—chewing at her fingernails, eyes darting constantly, voice trembling as she whispered to Rymora for the fifteenth time, the same desperate question beneath her breath.
"Do you reall ...
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