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Kira’s pov

The air in my cell had a taste to it,stale, thick, and metallic. Like blood clinging to old steel.

I’d stopped keeping track of the days. The walls didn’t change. The food tray came and went like clockwork, untouched most of the time. Sleep came only in slivers, and silence, once a comf...

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