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Sixty-Three
Tristan Grayson "Stella, you should not be here," I said, my voice laced with urgency. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a reminder of the danger lurking beneath the surface. She didn't falter, though. Stella's determination shone in her eyes as she took another step closer. "You say that as if I'm here for a casual picnic in the woods," she replied softly, her voice filled with understanding. "I came here to go after you." My shoulders tensed, and I couldn't bring myself to face her. It wasn't safe, not for her, not with the unpredictable beast that threatened to emerge from within me. "It's not safe," I muttered, my voice trembling. The seconds stretched in silence, and I could sense Stella's unwavering presence and her willingness to stand beside me even in the face of danger
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