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... yes, but they blurred together. Astra’s story replayed in her head instead; each syllable, each tone, the way she had almost, almost let emotion slip through.
Astra had called herself apathetic. Cold. Detached.
Eydis had never heard a bigger lie.
She brought the steaming latte to her lips, but it may as well have been air.
“You saved me,” she said at last, her voice fragile in a way she hated.
Astra didn't look up from her untouched coffee. "Surely you've ...
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