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55. That's My Girl

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IVORY POV

The infirmary nurse wrapped my ribs and told me I had a hairline fracture and that it would heal in a day or two.

"A day or two?" I said. "That's... not how bones work."

She smiled like I'd said something sweet. "Not for humans."

I didn't know what to do with that. So I walked out of the infirmary and kept walking, past the gates, past the training field, all the way down the hill to the lake. It was getting dark. The water was a sheet of dark glass, with a few silver ribbons of moonl
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