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I took another step up to the plane, there was only one thing clear to me: my Master wasn’t stopping me. He couldn’t right now, and we both knew it. I soaked in his smug expression—the way his lips were still tugged back at the side. The way his blue eyes were slightly narrowed. I knew that look. It was mine in my most confident moments.
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