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"Why?", he croaked, his voice, devoid of life. She would've noticed the pressure of his fingers on her shoulder if she hadn't been paralyzed by the myriad of emotions... or the hole on her abdomen.
"Why?", he croaked, his voice, devoid of life. She would've noticed the pressure of his fingers on her shoulder if she hadn't been paralyzed by the myriad of emotions... or the hole on her abdomen.
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