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... l who could barely hold a porcelain plate, let alone the weight of the life that awaited her. She dropped it once, just once, but that single mistake was enough.
The plate hit the floor with a sharp, brittle sound, the crash echoing like the beginning of something far worse. But the sound was drowned out by another—her mother's scream.
"You ungrateful brat!" The words were like a physical blow, sharp and unforgiving.
Reika's body tensed, her arms wrapped around her knees ...
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