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“Without her coat, the frozen rock felt like knives beneath her nightgown. Knives that would peel her skin right off. A sob of pain bubbled up out of Rebecca's chest as she slowly sat up on the ledge. 'W-what did you do that for?' she cried, each breath frosting before her. With only her nightgown to protect her, the cold was almost unbearable. The frozen air made her lungs ache with the effort of breathing, and she couldn't prevent herself from shivering so violently that her bones to seemed to rattle inside her body.”

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Book:Frozen Charlotte
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