Shadows of the Lost
“Argh I didn’t mean it, okay? She was the one who made a mistake! Why should we console her? Besides, I didn’t even do anything. What a crybaby!”
In the end, Reigna was forced to look up, her cheeks soaked with tears. Although her eyes were still a bit hazy, she could make out the glares of Michelle, her arms crossed. Blame, meanwhile, was pursing her lips, stopping the urge to laugh. For a fourteen-year-old, Blame’s height wasn’t usual. She’s not even using heels; her snickers were enough because she already stood out. She was only wearing an oversize T-shirt and black shorts.
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