~~~Anya~~~The paper was still resting between my fingers, and my name––it was vividly staring aback at me, in a way that felt as if I wasn't the one in particular that's been referred to.Still with that familiar handwriting, Selene… my mother.And those words beside my name.“The last known heir?”For a few seconds, I couldn't even move my whole body, couldn't even move my eyes off it. My breath caught between my chest, because, do you know the difference between hearing that you're connected to something, and then seeing it written like a real fact?I shook my head, slowly, refusing to let those words sink into my body. This was already getting too much for me, too sudden, and definitely too impossible to be true. Maybe this was another attempt to manipulate me, I tried to convince myself. But yet, despite every excuse my mind tried to create, as my fingers tightened over the photograph and the document, just deep down in me, something made me frightened more than the way the trut
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