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99: I need to Explain

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Natasha’s POV

The whole day felt like it had been stolen from me, twisted and turned in ways I couldn’t quite settle inside my chest. It was as though morning had come with promises I didn’t fully understand, and now night had arrived to remind me of everything I wished I could forget. From the moment I walked into that dining hall and saw the way his mother’s words carved into the air, I knew something inside me had shifted. It wasn’t just the words themselves, it was the weight of them, the way they had been coated with unspoken meanings and dropped like stones into the room.

And I hated that I could feel it still, sitting heavy in my bones long after the chandeliers dimmed and the chatter died down.

I sat on the edge of my bed, my gown loosened, the pins pulled from my hair so that strands spilled over my shoulders in a tangle. The moonlight came through the high windows in slants of silver, the kind of light that never comforted but only made the shadows sharper. I stared at the w
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