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[15 Feb 2014|01:18pm] |
He lifted her out, cradling her in his arms for a moment. Everything hurt, and she was only vaguely aware of his questions. Asking if she could stand...if anything was broken. Shaking her head, though even she wasn't sure which question she was answering. And then he was talking again, asking her to focus, asking more questions.
Before she could stop herself, Elena was gasping out the first thing on her mind. "I look like her," she whispered, tears overflowing. And then, suddenly, her knees were buckling, the world going dark around her.
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