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201. Resolve.

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Ann.

I stood in the doorway of my room, staring at Davian as his desperate, rambling words spilled into the quiet hall.

He looked at me with those wide, earnest eyes, pleading with me like a man who genuinely thought he’d just cracked the code to my anger. ‘If you want to play around... if you want to joke... I’ll play along.’

A cold, heavy wave of disgust settled right in the pit of my stomach.

I felt sick. I felt sick, bitter, and utterly exhausted. Just minutes ago, sitting on the floor of m
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