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Back in his workshop, he knelt beside Mira as she sat by the window. He pressed the auger gently to her chest—not into flesh, but into the air just above her heart. He turned it once.

“A memory. Not hers. Yours. The sweetness you hoarded while she suffered.” cype full

“Pa,” she said, “you look tired. Like you gave something away.” Back in his workshop, he knelt beside Mira

“What?”