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The rain came without warning.
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Fat raindrops pelted Navier’s body, ice–cold and biting to the bone.
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Her wounds were still raw. The rain soaked through her bandages, bringing waves of searing pain.
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She tried to maneuver her wheelchair, desperate to leave, but there was no way to hail a ride on the
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expressway.
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Her fingers, frozen stiff from the cold, struggled to grip the wheels that kept slipping on the wet surface, nearly tipping over several times.
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Finally, at a turn, the wheelchair lost balance and crashed to the ground.
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Navier’s knees slammed against the cold cement, tearing open her wounds. Blood ran down her legs, mixing with rainwater to stain the ground red.
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She bit down hard, fighting through the pain as she tried to get up, but her weakened body failed her again and again.
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The rain fell harder. Her vision blurred until she couldn’t tell if it was rain or tears streaming down
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her face.
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She lay there, her body trembling, an overwhelming sense of humiliation clawing at her chest.
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Lysander had abandoned her for a glimpse of someone with the faintest resemblance to Ophelia.
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How had she ever convinced herself he might someday love her?
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A bitter laugh escaped her lips, then turned to silent tears.
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how long she
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forced herself up–inch by
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wheelchair.
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pain nearly numbing. Still, she gritted
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hours later, she finally
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battered mess, soaked to the skin, barely able to
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notice their expressions. She simply said quietly, “Prepare some hot water and
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clean bandages.”
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didn’t return until that
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his expression
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at him. Her voice was
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but she wasn’t like Ophelia after all.”
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even notice Navier’s injuries, nor did he
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silhouette. It was as if Navier’s
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merely air.
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early and returned late, spending every spare moment staring at -Ophelia’s photographs, lost
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a distance and felt
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was
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so was her
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she’d ever owned in this house–clothes, jewelry, perfumes–things
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piled them in the
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fire and threw the items in one
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