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Brynn, how are you alive?" "It's a long story, Ayra, and it’s so good to see you after all these years. I’m sorry we have to meet under these harsh circumstances; what happened to you wasn’t fair." "And you didn’t even hesitate to save me?" Arya was a little perplexed by how bravely Brynn helped her, and a sting of anxiousness and guilt swallowed her whole after she thought about how jealous she was when Brynn was in the picture. Now that Brynn was the one who saved her from the perpetrator's hand, she felt dizzy just thinking about it and how she was supposed to be dead right now. "Are you alright?" Brynn asked, immediately leaping forward to help Arya sit up on the bed. "Here, have this cool water and medicine for your headache," Brynn insisted. Arya took the water slowly, but her g