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Halley giggled, her easy laughter relieving my tension and softening my rigid stance. I hadn’t heard her laugh much lately; she’d been so focused, driven, and serious. Preoccupied with her job at the animal hospital, schoolwork, and self-defense training. She wasn’t the wilting flower I’d come to know months ago, but shadows still curled around her, suffocating her bright spirit.
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