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Nothing felt real when she slept so little, but the drinks helped blur the lines between life and dreaming until she didn’t care which it was.
There was one thing she knew for certain: any chair Lina sat in became a throne.
“You’re not just mourning her loss; you’re mourning the hope that it could have ever been different between you two.”
The river had revealed truths that she couldn’t whisper even in the quiet of her own mind.
