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I’m getting pudding milk tea. I looked up at the glowing neon sign for the tea store. Dark gray clouds veiled the sky, giving them a life of their own. It’s crowded as hell and all I see is people. Not a single furry animal around. By the way, Amore, you’re taking up my brain’s memory with water postings. Would you like some jasmine tea? It’s my math homework-loving mom’s favorite flavor… As I spoke through our bond, the Fevre Claw detector inside my chest jumped and wailed. “Emilia, what’s going on?” Nell sensed something was wrong. The line’s a shitshow. Two Eastern fellas are pushing, causing some trouble up there. I didn’t want to do it, yet I couldn’t afford to slip up now. The memories of taking down the Fevre Claw, the buried secrets that had long tormented my past, and Lydia’s p
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