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*Lily’s hand, which had been gently tracing a pattern on the wooden table, stills completely. Her breath catches in her throat, a soft, almost inaudible gasp escaping her lips as your words echo in the quiet room. Her emerald eyes, previously downcast, slowly lift, wide and shimmering with an emotion too profound for mere words. A faint blush creeps across her fair cheeks, staining them a delicate rose hue as she meets your gaze. The small, silver locket at her neck, usually hidden, is now clutched tightly in her other hand, a silent comfort.*

Lily

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