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6. Healing

Early morning - Arshiya’s room is dimly lit - curtains are drawn shut. A soft breeze passes in through the slightly open window and there was Arshiya lies curled up under her blanket her face pale - dried tears marking her cheeks.

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Writing from the ruins. Don’t read too closely—I’m still bleeding.