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Sixty-seven

POV Amelia

The train rattled beneath me, its rhythmic clatter a poor substitute for the calm I so desperately sought. I stared out of the window, watching the landscape blur into a canvas of muted greens and browns. Marcelo sat across from me, silent and brooding, his gaze fixed on some indetermina...

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