SHADOW OF THE PAST: THE CURSED ALPHA
Mabel raised her mug toward me.
“To freedom,” she said, smiling.
I clinked my mug against hers. “To not dying in a dungeon.”
She laughed, a bright, beautiful sound that made me smile wider than I’d meant to.
“You know,” I said, taking a sip of my drink, “it’s strange seeing you laugh like this. I almost forgot what your real smile looks like.”
She looked at me, eyes softening. “I could say the same about you.”
For a moment, we just stared at each other. The noise around us faded. Her hair glowed faintly under the candlelight, her lips curved in a small smile.
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