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“Something contracts in my chest. The air shifts, grows heavy and dense as mud. Alexa twists her hair around her finger and whispers, "Didn't you even try to escape, Charlotte?”

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Book:Aftermath
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Aftermath

This book delves into the aftermath of a pivotal event, examining its long-term effects on individuals and society. more

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Clara Kensie

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