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the entrance one more time.
No one here is forgotten.
Then she reached up.
Not anymore.
And for the first time in her life—the feeling in her chest wasn’t something she needed to survive.
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the entrance one more time.
No one here is forgotten.
Then she reached up.
Not anymore.
And for the first time in her life—the feeling in her chest wasn’t something she needed to survive.
ADVERTISEMENT
ADVERTISEMENT