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With her other hand, Veah's knuckles graze the underside of my breasts. Her touch on me is demanding, territorial, and I know I can't last much longer
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My knees buckle as the first officer says, « Your wife has been in a car accident, Miss Rivers. »
No, no, no. This can't be happening.
The second of
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A bridge.
On either side, pale pink cherry blossom trees grow. Petals fall to the ground, like fragments of a dawn sky. The river glints like a ribbo
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A weak chuckle rasps out of me. « Oh, she was really polite. She told me she was going to let me have a shred of happiness before she ripped it away .
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Okami is suddenly right above me. Like a mother cradling her child, her hands are on either side of my face.
« Goodnight, Kaya, » she whispers, her g
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And I think of the church.
The pale golden bowl on the altar.
Where Veah's blood once dripped, filling it. Sealing her loyalty.
Even if tomorrow we
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I try my best to concentrate as she plunges one finger up to the knuckle inside of me.
« How do we breach her security ? »
Veah's grin is wry. « It
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My attention snaps back to Mai. She is suddenly gripping a woman's throat in her hand.
« I'm―not trying to hurt you, » the woman wheezes. « My name i
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Her eyes widen. « What a dirty mouth you have, » she whispers.
« Veah ? »
She looks at me, and I think I am forgetting something.
What can't I reme
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The blade cleaves through the table, halving silk and ceramic alike.
It takes me a moment to realize I'm still alive.
« Mithridatism, » Veah says, t