🌘Fenrir POV “I told you from the beginning,” she said at last, her voice quiet but firm. “There is not much we can do if she has already decided she wants to die.” “She’s breathing,” I said. “Her body is fighting.” “Her body is surviving. Barely,” Martha corrected gently. “There is a difference.” “You’re telling me we have to give up on her?” I said, my voice low, controlled. “That I have to give up on her?” Silence stretched between us.
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