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The day dragged on like the breaths of a sick man, and the last bell announced death.

I went out – the cold wind slapped me on the face.

Freedom felt like a prisoner breathing air after years.

"Suhina has shown herself today," I said through clenched teeth, tapping my fingers on the bag.

Nami swallowed her saliva. "She thinks the world will turn on her lap."

Her voice was full of disgust.

I clenched my fists. "I let you go today... next time ...

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