Chapter 11 Into her words, I slowly torture myself.

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ALICE

I never dared to let a single word escape from my lips again. The still atmosphere didn’t crack in between. Instead, it got colder. The breath we exhaled froze in chilled mist.

Something smells crisp and ozone-like tang outside. I smiled to myself. The incense of snow. Soft...

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