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Chapter 18: The Name She Already Knew
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2026-07-17 03:00:02Aria's POV
Lyra did not look at me when she started talking.She looked at her hands — at the familiar brown skin and the short practical nails and the small scar on her right index finger from the time we were eleven and she had tried to whittle a stick into a knife and had achieved something considerably less useful. She looked at her hands the way she looked at things when she was organizing what she was about to say, putting it in the right order, making sure the pi
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