No one remembered her name. She had become a ghost in her own story, a whisper carried by the wind, a sorrow etched into time. Wrapped in crimson, she wandered through the ruins of a past she could never escape. The ache in her heart was slow, relentless—an echo of something lost long ago.
Each step led her deeper into the shadows, where memories bled into the night. She had long forgotten what it meant to feel warmth. Only the ache remained, a quiet torment that neither time nor silence could erase.
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30:00 Chapter III
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